Gokushufudou

With the bento secured, Tatsu grabbed his bicycle and headed to the local supermarket. It was "Double Points Wednesday," a battlefield more treacherous than any turf war he had ever survived.

Tatsu held up a loyalty card for the local bakery. "Ten stamps and I get a free melon pan. That’s a commitment you wouldn't understand." He then proceeded to lecture Masa for twenty minutes on the proper way to remove red wine stains from a white rug, eventually forcing the confused ex-gangster to help him carry his groceries. Gokushufudou

The air was thick with tension as he precisely julienned carrots. To any passerby, his intense scowl and the terrifying scar across his eye suggested he was disposing of a rival gang member. In reality, he was simply worried that the octopus-shaped sausages weren't "kawaii" enough for Miku’s lunchtime. With the bento secured, Tatsu grabbed his bicycle

Evening arrived, and Miku returned home to a spotless apartment and a five-course meal that looked like it belonged in a Michelin-star restaurant. As they sat down to eat, Tatsu presented her with a small, wrapped gift—a limited-edition keychain of her favorite magical girl anime. "Ten stamps and I get a free melon pan

Miku laughed, kissing his scarred cheek. "You're the best house husband a girl could ask for, Tatsu."