Be grateful, peasant! You've just been allowed access to Aoyama Division, where the Jet Set Trio rests their lovely and prosperous heads. Here in Aoyama, it doesn't matter who you are, just as long as you aren't poor. If you aren't, welcome! If you are, kindly let the door hit you on the way out, okay? Thank you, bay-bye.
Aoyama Division Jet Set Trio are an all-male rap group consisting of executive chef, Luis Kōkyū, the famed bodybuilder, Karada Kessaku, and the well-known, highly-acclaimed socialite and Division Leader, Tomi Chōten.
The group's color is patent green, the same color that money is.
The group's symbol is the dollar sign, which represents wealth and prosperity. It is the thing that allows not only the group, but all the people of Aoyama to live such comforting lives. Money flows in and out of Aoyama, which is why it's no surprise that it is one of Tokyo's richest neighborhoods.
Somewhere on their person, the group has a dollar sign on their person: Luis has a pocket watch with a large gold dollar sign in the middle, Karada has a small dollar sign as an earring in his left ear, and Tomi has a gold and diamond-encrusted dollar sign as a ring on his left ring finger.
The group's hand sign from Rhyme Anima is simply holding their left index finger up, symbolizing that they are '#1'.
Tomi knew Karada because his mother frequently hired him as a workout coach. Tomi believed Karada to be a muscle-brained meathead, but upon speaking to him, he was impressed by not only the man's sense of knowledge when dealing with the body, but also the expensive rate he charged his lessons (It made Tomi believe Karada understood the value of money).
Karada soon introduced Tomi to his good friend, Luis, a well-known chef who cooked everything but traditional Japanese food. The trio follow a code of money, power, and respect, and seek to showcase this code to all of Japan.
Masterlist:
Tomi Chōten 💰
Character Profile
Family Profile
Moodboard
Timeline
Character Playlist
Birthday Event 2023
Karada Kessaku 💪
Character Profile
Family Profile
Moodboard
Timeline
Character Playlist
Birthday Event 2022, 2024
Luis Kōkyū 👨🏽🍳
Character Profile
Family Profile
Moodboard
Timeline
Character Playlist
Birthday Event 2022, 2023, 2024
Extras 💲
Character Inspirations
Before & After
Team Dynamics
Voice Claims
Profile Cards
Pride Month Headcanons
NSFW Headcanons 2023
Picrews
Isekai Outfits
Character Colors
Extra Wardrobe
House Aesthetics
Workplaces
Jet Set Trio x Sanrio Collaboration
Stageplay (Rule the Stage)
Jet Set Trio 1st Anniversary
Jet Set Trio 2nd Anniversary
Relationship Charts
Valentine's Day 2023, 2024
Halloween 2023
Christmas 2022, 2023
Mr HypMic Beauty Pageant 2023
Albums (Songs & Drama Tracks) 💲
First Album
1st Drama Track: Another Day, Another Dollar (Discontinued) — Part 1, Part 2
War War War (Sakurai Clan vs. Jet Set Trio) (Conclusion)
Once upon a lovely hour at Ueno’s cathedral, hereby the happy couple was soon approached by a certain pink-hair formally dressed in a dainty pink suit.
With a flashing big smile, the youth stepped up and handed them a graceful bouquet of gypsophila, white roses, and pink carnations.
“Greetings and congratulations on your wedding, Luis-san and Heisha-san! Ambassador Asahi is here on account of Nara division ❀ Happy to know that both of you finally tied a knot and will soon become a great family!”
Seems like these cute flowers weren’t the only blessings he had brought to celebrate with them because a box neatly wrapped in furoshiki style was handed to them following after that.
“Anyway, our leader is kinda busy with his part-time job today so he just asks me to deliver both of you his best wishes and his handmade floral coasters instead. And there are mine as well —Here are my nerikiris freshly made this morning!”
As he saw a crowd of the bride's and the groom's started getting closer, Asahi gave the two a final bow and picked up his candy pink Polaroid camera.
“Such a regret that it looks like my time is up, so I haven’t even got to learn how both of you start dating… But I shall not disrupt your precious time any further! Wishing your lives forward is always sprinkled with joy and happiness! I think I’ll stay around for picturing things a bit. Maybe the bouquet toss at the end will give me a nice shot!”
❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。• *₊°。 ❀°。
P.S. Sorry for my late submission… I just get free to write thingy (◞‸◟,)
Shisuta blinked as the young pink-haired man ran away, his pink Polaroid camera still flashing. "…He's very energetic."
Luis chuckled. "That's Asahi. He's like a sugar rush in human form."
Later that night, back in their new home, they opened his gift.
Inside the furoshiki were:
Two resin coasters embedded with delicate pink and white flowers
A box of nerikiri wagashi, each one shaped like a tiny pastel blossom
A handwritten note in Asahi's bubbly handwriting:
'May your marriage be as sweet as these sweets and as pretty as these flowers!'
Shisuta brought a hand to her heart. "They're beautiful…"
Luis nodded, touched. "He put a lot of work into these. Asahi doesn't do anything halfway."
Shisuta lifted one of the nerikiri pieces, a soft pink camellia, and smiled.
"Let's save these for tea tomorrow."
Luis smirked. "If we can resist eating them tonight."
She nudged him playfully. "We'll try."
They set the coasters on their kitchen counter, the flowers inside catching the warm light, a perfect symbol of the sweetness and artistry Asahi brought into their lives.
And somewhere in the distance, Luis could almost hear the click of a pink Polaroid camera capturing the bouquet toss.
Darkness glossed over the cathedral as Luis Kokyu and Shisuta Heisha’s wedding came to a close.
A woman in a muted mint-green dress that tumbled to the ground and short blonde and sunset-orange got up from her guest seat and approached the sweetheart table where the newlyweds were enjoying their evening.
“Hey, you two, it’s getting late so I’m going to head back so I can take care of a few things back home!” she said cheekily. As she continued to speak, her words came out of her mouth faster and faster that she began to lose her own breath. “But Imma pass off my congratulations to you two and just know I left a little housewarming ‘surprise’ for the two of you over there where the other gifts are. I gotta go now, beautiful ceremony, hope you like your present, congrats again, see you later, byyyyyyeee!”
Later that evening, Luis and Shisuta were going through their pile of wedding gifts in their new home, eventually going through a large, flat present wrapped in pink and green wrapping paper and held together with butcher’s twine.
Inside was a glass charcuterie board with a wood and marble print and laminated flowers. Carved into one corner were Luis’s and Shisuta’s Romanized Initials.
The living room was quiet except for the soft rustle of wrapping paper and the occasional clink of glassware as Luis and Shisuta worked through the mountain of gifts their guests had left. Their new home still smelled faintly of incense from the ceremony, mixed with the warm scent of the dinner Luis had cooked earlier.
Shisuta reached for the large, flat package wrapped in pink and green paper.
"This one's… heavier than it looks," she murmured.
Luis raised a brow. "Pink and green? That's Reiaki's color scheme."
He paused. "And her chaos."
Shisuta laughed softly. "She did speak very fast when she left."
"Yeah, that's normal for her," Luis said, taking the package and carefully undoing the butcher's twine. "She gets excited and forgets how breathing works."
When the paper fell away, both of them froze.
Inside was a stunning glass charcuterie board, half wood grain, half marble, with delicate laminated flowers pressed beneath the surface. A streak of black resin with gold veining cut through the center like a bolt of lightning. And in the bottom corner, carved with precision:
L ♥ S
Shisuta brought a hand to her mouth. "Luis… it's beautiful."
Luis ran his fingers over the initials, his expression softening. "She made this herself. I can tell. She only uses this kind of resin mix for special projects."
"You know her well?" Shisuta asked gently.
He nodded. "I used to send her food every year on her birthday. She'd always send back some weird little trinket she made. But this…"
He exhaled, almost overwhelmed. "This is the nicest thing she's ever given me."
Shisuta smiled, leaning her head against his shoulder. "Then it's perfect. A gift for both of us."
Luis set the board down carefully, like it was something sacred.
"She said it was a housewarming surprise," he murmured. "I guess she meant it."
Shisuta traced the initials with her fingertip.
"It feels like… a blessing. In her own way."
Luis chuckled. "Yeah. A very Reiaki blessing."
They shared a quiet moment, admiring the board: the flowers, the craftsmanship, the initials that now belonged to them both.
Then Shisuta whispered, "We should use it for our first dinner party."
Luis smirked. "We should use it tomorrow. I'll make something special."
Shisuta's smile widened. "I'd like that."
And just like that, Reiaki's chaotic, breathless, heartfelt gift became the first piece of art in their new life together.
Luis stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his cuffs for what felt like the hundredth time. His reflection stared back at him, hair down, tuxedo immaculate, posture straight, but his eyes betrayed the storm underneath.
"This is ridiculous…" he muttered under his breath. "I shouldn't be this nervous."
But he knew exactly why he was.
Because every time he thought about marriage, about family, about the future… the shadows of his parents crept in.
His father's cold silence. His mother's distant indifference. Two people who shared his blood but never his heart.
"What if I end up like them…?" he whispered, jaw tightening. "What if I don't know how to be a husband? What if I—"
A soft knock interrupted him.
Before he could answer, the door opened just enough for a familiar voice to slip through.
"Luis?"
He turned, and there she was. Uehashi Remi, small in stature but towering in presence, dressed in a simple but elegant outfit, her yellow glasses catching the light.
She stepped inside, closing the door behind her.
"I heard you talking to yourself," she said gently. "That usually means you're thinking too much."
Luis exhaled, shoulders sagging. "Abuela… I just—"
She walked right up to him, placing her hands on his cheeks the same way she did when he was a boy.
"Mi niño… you are nothing like your parents."
He swallowed hard. "But what if—"
"No." Her voice sharpened, firm but loving. "Listen to me. You grew up without their affection, and yet you learned how to give it. You grew up without their guidance, and yet you found your own path. You grew up without their love… and still, you learned how to love."
Luis's eyes softened, the tension in his chest loosening.
"You will not become them," Remi continued. "You never have been. You never will be."
He looked down, voice quiet. "I just don't want to fail her."
Remi smiled, warm, proud, certain.
"You won't. Because you care enough to worry. And because you chose a woman who brings out the best in you."
She patted his arm, then straightened his bow tie with practiced precision.
"Now," she said, stepping back with a satisfied nod, "it's time."
Luis took a slow breath.
Then another.
And when he looked in the mirror again, he didn't see fear. He saw a man ready to walk toward the future he never thought he'd have.
Remi opened the door, offering her hand.
"Come, Luis. Your bride is waiting."
He took it.
And together, they walked toward the altar.
Shisuta sat before the mirror, hands folded tightly in her lap, her wedding gown flowing around her like a cloud of lace and light. She looked beautiful, everyone had told her so, but all she could see in her reflection was the tremble in her fingers and the fear in her eyes.
"This is my second time…" she whispered to herself. "What if… what if it ends the same way?"
Her chest tightened. She remembered the first wedding, the joy, the hope, the certainty that she had found the man God intended for her. She remembered the way Izumo had smiled when she placed the rosary in his hands, the way he had tried so hard to understand her faith, the way they had prayed together for their child.
And then... she remembered the silence.
The hospital room.
The stillness that should never exist in a place meant for new life.
After that… everything had fallen apart.
The arguments.
The grief neither of them knew how to carry.
The distance.
The day he walked out the door.
Shisuta pressed a hand to her chest, trying to steady her breathing.
"What if I fail again…? What if I'm not strong enough? What if I—"
A soft knock interrupted her spiraling thoughts.
"Shisuta?"
Her mother's voice, warm, steady, familiar, drifted through the door.
Before Shisuta could answer, Amalia stepped inside, her hands clasped gently in front of her, her expression full of love and quiet understanding. She looked radiant in her church attire, her presence filling the room with a sense of peace that Shisuta desperately needed.
"Meu anjo…" Amalia murmured as she approached. "You're trembling."
Shisuta tried to smile, but her voice cracked. "Mama… I'm scared."
Amalia cupped her daughter's face with both hands, her thumbs brushing away the tears that had begun to gather.
"Of course you are. You've lived through heartbreak most people cannot imagine. You lost a child. You lost a marriage. You lost a future you had already begun to love."
Shisuta's breath hitched. "What if it happens again? What if I can't—"
"Stop." Amalia's tone was gentle but firm, the voice of a mother who had prayed for her daughter every night since the day she was born.
"You are not the same woman you were then. And Luis is not the same man your first husband was."
Shisuta lowered her gaze. "But what if I break again…?"
Amalia smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair from her daughter's cheek.
"Then you will heal again. And this time, you will not heal alone."
Shisuta blinked, startled.
"Luis loves you," her mother continued. "Not the idea of you. Not the perfect version of you. You. The woman who prays with her whole heart. The woman who carries grief with grace. The woman who still believes in love even after it hurt her."
A tear slipped down Shisuta's cheek.
"And I know you love him," Amalia added. "I see it in the way you speak his name. In the way your eyes soften when he enters a room. In the way you trust him — truly trust him — in a way you haven't trusted anyone since…"
She didn't finish the sentence. She didn't need to.
Shisuta swallowed hard. "Mama… do you really think I can do this?"
Amalia leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her daughter's forehead.
"I know you can. Because God does not give us love to punish us. He gives it to guide us. To strengthen us. To remind us that even after loss… life continues."
She took Shisuta's hands in her own.
"And besides," she added with a teasing smile, "I would very much like to hold my first grandchild before the Lord calls me home."
Shisuta let out a shaky laugh, the first real laugh she'd managed all morning.
Amalia squeezed her hands.
"It's time, meu anjo. Your future is waiting at the altar."
Shisuta took a deep breath. Then another.
And when she stood, she felt steadier, not because the fear was gone, but because she wasn't facing it alone.
Her mother opened the door, offering her arm.
"Come, Shisuta. Let's go meet your husband."
And together, they walked toward the ceremony.
Luis stood at the altar, hands clasped in front of him, trying to keep his breathing steady. The church was quiet except for the soft rustle of guests shifting in their seats. His grandmother stood in the front row, giving him a reassuring nod every time he glanced her way.
He swallowed hard.
This is it.
She's coming.
Then...
The music began.
A gentle swell of strings filled the church, and every head turned toward the entrance.
The doors opened.
And there she was.
Shisuta, veiled in soft lace, her gown glowing in the warm light of the stained glass. Her mother, Amalia, walked beside her with quiet dignity, her arm linked with her daughter's. In the absence of Kinjo, she carried both her role as mother and father with grace.
Luis felt his breath catch.
He had seen her beautiful before, but never like this.
Never with this serenity.
Never with this hope.
Shisuta's steps were slow, deliberate, her nerves visible only in the slight tremble of her hands. But when her eyes met Luis's, something in her steadied. Her mother squeezed her arm gently before releasing her at the altar.
Amalia gave Luis a small, approving nod, the kind only a mother gives to the man she trusts with her daughter's heart.
Shisuta took her place beside him.
For a moment, the world fell silent.
Then Kurai Amamiya, dressed in ceremonial robes, his presence calm and commanding, stepped forward.
"Family, friends, and honored guests," Kurai began, his voice resonant and warm, "we gather today to witness the union of two souls who have walked long, difficult roads to arrive at this moment."
He looked at Luis.
Then at Shisuta.
Then at the gathered crowd.
"Love is not born from perfection. It is born from courage — the courage to be seen, to be known, and to choose one another despite the scars we carry."
Luis felt his chest tighten.
Shisuta's fingers brushed his, a small, trembling touch.
Kurai continued:
"Today, Luis Kōkyū and Shisuta Heisha will speak the vows they have prepared for one another. Words that bind not through force, but through devotion."
Kurai raised his hands.
"Shisuta Heisha… do you take Luis Kōkyū to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and cherish him, in joy and in sorrow, in strength and in weakness, for all the days of your life?"
Shisuta's voice was soft, but certain.
"I do."
Kurai turned to Luis.
"And Luis Kōkyū… do you take Shisuta Heisha to be your lawfully wedded wife, to honor and protect her, in light and in darkness, in peace and in hardship, for all the days of your life?"
Luis didn't hesitate.
"I do."
Kurai nodded.
"Then by the vows spoken here today, and by the bond you have chosen to forge, I now pronounce you husband and wife."
He stepped back.
"Luis… you may kiss your bride."
Luis lifted her veil fully, cupping her cheek with a tenderness that made the entire church sigh. Shisuta leaned in, eyes fluttering closed.
Their lips met, soft, reverent, full of promise.
The church erupted in applause.
Amalia cried openly.
Remi clapped with pride.
Aranai smirked approvingly.
Kisouna nodded with quiet satisfaction.
Yomi cheered louder than anyone.
And for the first time in a long time, both Luis and Shisuta felt whole.
The thought slips out before she can stop it, soft as a breath. She smooths her hands over her dress, feeling her pulse flutter beneath her fingertips.
"Married… again."
The word carries both warmth and a shadow, a reminder of the life she once tried to build and the grief that tore it apart. A part of her is scared, more scared than she ever was the first time, because now she knows exactly how fragile a marriage can be, how quickly joy can turn into loss. She closes her eyes, steadying herself, whispering a prayer only God can hear.
"Please… let this be different. Let this be lasting."
But she isn’t the same woman she was back then. She's stronger now. In her heart, in her faith, in her spirit. Whatever comes, she knows she will face it with grace. And maybe… just maybe… this time, love will stay.
Aranai: "Thank you for being here, sweetheart… truly. I know this isn't easy for you, and I know you and Luis have never exactly seen eye to eye, but the fact that you're standing with me today, that you're the one carrying our rings, it means more to me than I can ever say."
Her voice trembles, not with fear, but with emotion.
"You've grown so much since the day we met. You've become strong, brave, and kind in ways you don’t even realize. And to share this moment with you… as my friend, and as my daughter… it fills my heart."
She leans in and presses a warm kiss to Aranai’s cheek — or her forehead, depending on where the girl will let her — lingering just long enough to let the affection settle.
"Thank you, Aranai. For being here. For supporting me. For letting me have this joy with you by my side."
Kisouna: "Thank you for being here, Kisouna… and for accepting the role of Maid of Honor. I know you didn't have to, and I know you're still a little cautious about Luis, I can't blame you for that, but it means so much to me that you're standing with me today."
Her voice softens, the nerves she's been holding back finally slipping through.
"I'm more nervous than I was the first time… even though I'm older now, even though I should be stronger. But having you here makes it easier to breathe."
She smiles, warm and full of quiet affection.
"These past few years… the support you've given me, the trust you've shown me, the way you've let me into your life, I'm truly blessed. To have you as my teammate, my surrogate sister, and most of all… my friend."
She leans in, resting her forehead briefly against Kisouna’s shoulder in a rare moment of vulnerability.
"Thank you, Kisouna. For everything."
Yomi: "You look so beautiful today, Yomi. Thank you for helping me; I don't know what I'd do without my favorite little flower girl."
Yomi beams, and Shisuta can't help but laugh softly, brushing a stray petal off her shoulder.
"I'm really happy you're here. You always make things feel a little less scary for me, you know that? Just like when we do your homework together."
She taps Yomi's nose gently.
"And don't worry, after the ceremony, I'll let you have a treat. Maybe even two… if you promise not to eat them all at once this time."
Yomi giggles, and Shisuta's heart melts.
"Thank you for being here with me, sweetheart. I'm so lucky to have you."
Luis: "I still can't believe this is happening… that you and I, two people who once stood on opposite sides of a rap battle, are standing here about to be married."
Her voice warms with a quiet laugh, remembering the chaos of that night, the rivalry, the distance that once existed between them.
"We didn't even speak to each other until much later… not until our mothers forced us into the same room."
She shakes her head fondly.
"But I'm glad they did. Because once I really got to know you… once I saw the man you are… I realized how much I enjoyed being near you. How much peace you brought me."
Her breath catches, soft and honest.
"It took me a long time to admit it, even to myself, that I liked you. That I loved you. But you… you made it safe to say it. And now here we are, years later, about to start a life together."
She reaches for his hand, her eyes warm and full of hope.
"I'm nervous, and I don't know what the future holds… but there is no one I would rather walk into it with than you."
— Aranai
"…Ring bearer. Me. Out of everyone she could've picked."
Aranai lets out a breath, half‑laugh, half‑disbelief, tugging at her sleeves as she tries to settle the nerves buzzing under her skin.
“Mom really trusts me that much, huh?"
She glances toward the ceremony hall, jaw tightening.
"Can't believe she's actually marrying that damn guy… a dude from a rival team of rich, arrogant pricks, no less. If someone told me back then that the nun who dragged me outta my mess of a life would end up tying the knot with some Aoyama hothead pretty boy, I'd've knocked the crap out of em'."
She pauses, her expression softening despite herself.
"But… she's happy. Happier than I've ever seen her. And I guess that's what matters."
Her voice dips, quieter, almost vulnerable.
"Still… part of me's scared. What if she doesn't need me as much anymore? What if I get… replaced?"
She shakes her head hard, as if trying to knock the thought loose.
"Nah. Mom wouldn't do that. She chose me for this. Me."
She straightens her shoulders, determination settling in.
"Whatever happens after today… I'm still her kid. And I'm gonna make damn sure I don’t mess this up."
Shisuta: "Tch… you don't gotta thank me like that, Mom. 'Course I'm here. Where else would I be?"
She crosses her arms, but it's more to steady herself than to posture.
“Yeah, I still don't really get Luis, and I'm not gonna pretend I suddenly like the guy, but… I can see what he does for you. You smile more. You laugh more. You look… lighter."
Her voice dips, quieter, almost shy.
"And if he's the one who makes you happy, then… fine. I'll deal with him."
She looks away, cheeks warming, then steps closer and bumps her forehead gently against Shisuta's shoulder like a stubborn cat refusing to admit it wants affection.
"I'm proud of you, y'know. And I'm glad you wanted me up there with you. Being your ring bearer… it's kinda cool."
She pauses, then mutters.
"And… I'm glad I get to be here for you. As your daughter."
When Shisuta kisses her cheek, Aranai stiffens, then melts just a little, whispering.
"Love you too, Mom… don't make me say it twice."
Kisouna: "Well, well… look at you, Boss‑Lady. All dressed up and actually looking like you belong at a wedding instead of a courtroom."
She crosses her arms, leaning in just enough to make it clear she’s teasing... mostly.
"So, how's it feel being Maid of Honor? Bet you're taking it way too seriously, like everything else."
Her expression softens just a fraction, the edges of her voice losing their bite.
"Look… I know you're still sizing up Luis like he's a damn defendant on trial. And yeah, I get it. I don't trust him completely either. But Shisuta's happy. Happier than I've ever seen her. And that's what matters."
She nudges Kisouna's arm with her elbow, a rare gesture of camaraderie.
"So… we're doing this together, yeah? Supporting her. Making sure today goes right. Even if we gotta put up with each other for a few hours."
She looks away, cheeks warming.
"Just… don’t make me say anything mushy. I'm only doing this 'cause it's Mom's big day."
Yomi: "Hey, squirt. Look at you, all dressed up like some kinda fairy princess."
She reaches out and flicks one of the flower petals in Yomi’s hair, pretending she’s just inspecting it.
"Your mommy's probably having a heart attack knowing you’re anywhere near me, but don’t worry, I'm on my best behavior today."
Her voice softens, losing its bite.
"You did good, y'know? Being the flower girl. Shisuta's real happy you’re here."
She hesitates, then gently taps Yomi's forehead with her finger.
"And… I'm glad you’re here too. Wouldn't feel right without my favorite little niece around."
Yomi giggles and calls her "Auntie Nai," and Aranai's ears turn pink as she looks away.
"Yeah, yeah… just don't go telling your mom I smiled. I got a reputation to keep."
Luis: "Relax, I'm not here to pick a fight. Not today, anyway."
She eyes him for a moment, sizing him up the same way she did back when their teams clashed onstage.
"Yeah, we used to be enemies. Yeah, I talked a lot of shit about you and your whole Division. And even now, I don't really care much for Aoyama. ...But that's old news. I'm not the type to drag the past around like dead weight."
Her expression shifts, still guarded, but more sincere.
"Shisuta loves you. And you love her. I can see that. She's happier with you than I've ever seen her, and… that's enough for me to stay neutral."
She steps closer, voice dropping into something colder, sharper.
"But listen carefully, Mr. Chef. She's my mother. She means everything to me. If you ever fucking hurt her, be it physically, mentally, spiritually, intentionally, accidentally, whatever, then know this, what Sakurai Clan did to Jet Set Trio will look like a damn warm‑up act compared to what we will do to you next."
She lets the warning hang in the air, then straightens up and exhales.
"Just… keep her safe. Make her happy. If you do that, we'll have no problems."
She gives him a curt nod.
"Good luck out there, Mr. Chef."
And with that, she turns and walks off without waiting for a reply.
— Kisouna
"Maid of Honor… who would've thought?"
Kisouna exhales slowly, smoothing the fabric of her dress as she tries to steady the swirl of emotions in her chest. She's genuinely happy for Shisuta; truly, deeply happy. But… there's a small ache beneath it, a quiet envy she hates admitting even to herself. Shisuta found the strength to move forward… to love again. Meanwhile, Kisouna still feels chained to the ghost of her own marriage, unable to imagine opening her heart like that ever again. But she shakes her head, firm and disciplined.
"Today isn't about me. It's about her. And Shisuta deserves every ounce of joy this day brings."
As for Luis… Kisouna still isn't entirely sure about him. He's polite, respectful, and clearly devoted, but the attorney in her never stops evaluating, never stops watching.
Still, if he makes Shisuta smile like that… if he treats her with the gentleness she deserves… then Kisouna can accept him. Provided he never disrespects her or the law. She straightens her shoulders, a small, proud smile forming.
"She's getting married. And I get to stand beside her. That's all that matters today."
Shisuta: "Shisuta… you don't have to thank me. Of course I'm here. There's nowhere else I'd be on a day like this."
Her voice softens, the edges smoothing into something gentler.
"Being your Maid of Honor… it's an honor I don't take lightly. And yes, I'm nervous too, probably more than I should be, but that's only because I care."
She exhales, a small, fond smile tugging at her lips.
"I know I've been… cautious about Luis. You can't blame me; it's in my nature. But I've seen the way he looks at you. The way you look at him. And if he's the one who brings you peace… then I'm happy for you. Truly."
She reaches out, resting a steadying hand on Shisuta's arm.
"These past few years, you've been more than a teammate. More than a sister. You've been someone I could trust, someone I could lean on. And I'm grateful for every moment of it."
Her voice dips, quiet but sincere.
"I'm proud of you, Shisuta. And I'm honored to stand beside you today."
Aranai: "You clean up surprisingly well, Aranai. I'll give you that."
Her tone is dry, but not unkind.
"And before you say anything, yes — I'm handling the Maid of Honor duties just fine. Someone around here has to keep things organized."
She adjusts her glasses, then sighs softly, the edge in her voice easing.
"Listen… I know you and I butt heads more than is probably healthy. And I know you're trying your best today, even if you pretend you're not."
She glances toward Shisuta, her expression softening.
"She needs both of us. And whether we like it or not, we make a good team when it counts."
Her eyes return to Aranai, steady and sincere.
"As for Luis… I'm still watching him. Closely. But if he makes her happy, then I'll tolerate him. For her sake."
She pauses, then adds quietly.
"And for what it's worth… I'm glad you're here too. Just don't make me repeat that."
Yomi: "Yomi… sweetheart, you look absolutely beautiful."
She brushes a stray curl behind Yomi's ear, her voice softening in a way it never does in court or on the battlefield.
"I can't believe how big you're getting. It feels like just yesterday you were learning to count with Shisuta at the kitchen table… and now look at you."
She straightens the bow on Yomi's dress, making sure every detail is perfect.
"Remember what we practiced, okay? Nice and slow down the aisle, sprinkle the petals gently, and smile. You're going to do wonderfully."
Her eyes warm with pride, a rare vulnerability shining through.
"I'm so proud of you, my love. I know I'm not home as much as I want to be… but everything I do, I do for you. And seeing you here today… it makes all of it worth it."
She presses a soft kiss to Yomi's forehead.
"Go on, darling. Show everyone how amazing you are."
Luis: "Luis, I suppose congratulations are in order — for both of you. And before you worry, no, I'm not here to dredge up our past battle or lecture you about Aoyama versus Ueno. That was a long time ago, and today isn't about rivalry."
She adjusts her glasses, her tone softening just a touch.
"Shisuta loves you. That much is obvious. And you clearly care for her in return. If she has chosen you — if she has found happiness with you — then I can accept that. I want her to have peace, and if you provide that, then you have my support."
Her expression shifts, becoming more serious, more precise.
"However… understand this clearly. Shisuta is my closest friend. My sister in all but blood. If you ever treat her with disrespect, if you harm her emotionally, spiritually, or in any way that violates her trust, or the law, I will intervene. And I assure you, I am far more thorough than Aranai when it comes to consequences."
She lets the words settle, then offers a small, sincere nod.
"But I believe you're a good man. And I hope the two of you build something beautiful together. So… best of luck, Luis. Truly."
— Luis
"…I still can't believe this is real."
Luis exhales slowly, adjusting his tie for the fifth time, not because it's crooked but because his hands won't stop fidgeting.
"Me. Getting married."
He lets out a soft, incredulous laugh.
"Relationships were never my thing. Tomi and Karada… they always had stories. Always bragging about their ‘success' with women."
His expression twists, half disgust, half reluctant envy.
"I hated listening to it. Hated how shallow it all sounded. But a small part of me… wondered what it would be like. To have someone. To be wanted."
His eyes lower, remembering the last time he tried, that high school relationship he'd rather bury than revisit.
"I figured that was it for me. That I'd missed my chance."
He straightens, looking at his reflection with something like disbelief.
"And now here I am. In the prime of my life, about to marry a woman who… who changed everything."
A faint smile touches his lips.
"Life really is strange."
He pauses, thinking of his teammates.
"It's a shame Tomi and Karada aren't here. Not that I expected them to be. Karada would've complained about the church, and Tomi…" He sighs. "Well, Tomi would've been Tomi."
A beat passes, then a quiet chuckle.
"Honestly… maybe it's better this way."
He closes his eyes, steadying himself.
"Today isn't about them. It's about her. And I'm ready."
Aranai: Luis watches Aranai walk off after her warning, letting the silence settle before he finally exhales through his nose, not annoyed, not intimidated, just thoughtful.
"I figured she'd say something like that."
He raises his voice just enough for her to hear as she slows her steps.
"I'm not here to start trouble either. Not today, not ever."
He meets her gaze with a steady calm that's almost disarming.
"Yeah, our teams fought. Yeah, we were rivals. But that was then. I don't hold grudges, and I'm not interested in digging up old battles."
His expression softens, a faint, almost amused smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
"And as for your threat… I get it. Really. If someone tried to get close or hurt my grandmother, I'd probably say and do a lot worse."
He places a hand over his chest, not dramatically, just honestly.
"But you don't have to worry. If I ever hurt Shisuta… I wouldn't need you to come after me. I'd never forgive myself."
His voice deepens with quiet conviction.
"I love her. I'm here because I want to spend my life protecting her, not causing her pain."
He gives her a small nod, respectful, genuine.
"So we're good. You look out for her your way, and I'll look out for her mine."
Kisouna: Luis listens to Kisouna's words without interrupting, his expression calm and composed, the way it always is when he's taking something seriously. When she finishes, he gives her a small nod, not submissive, not defensive, just… understanding.
"Kisouna, I appreciate your honesty. And your support. I know it isn't easy for you to trust someone who used to stand on the opposite side of the stage, especially when that someone is marrying your best friend."
He folds his hands behind his back, posture respectful.
"Aranai gave me her warning too. And like with her, I'm not bothered by it. I know it comes from a place of love. You care about Shisuta. You want her safe. I'd be worried if you didn't say something."
His voice deepens with quiet conviction.
"But I'll tell you the same thing I told her: if I ever hurt Shisuta, in any way, I wouldn't need you to come after me. I'd never forgive myself."
He meets Kisouna's gaze steadily, without flinching.
"I love her. I'm here because I want to protect her, support her, and build a life with her. And I'm grateful that you're giving us your blessing… even if it comes with conditions. So, thank you, Kisouna. For trusting me enough to stand beside her today."
Yomi: "Hey, pequeñita… you look beautiful today."
His voice is gentle, quieter than usual, as if he's afraid of startling her the way he did the first time they met.
"I still remember when Shisuta introduced us. I thought she had a secret kid she forgot to mention."
He chuckles softly, shaking his head.
"You were so scared of me back then. Can't blame you, I'm… a lot of person to look at."
There's a warmth in his eyes now, something fond and genuine.
"But you climbed right onto my shoulders like it was nothing once Shisuta showed you it was okay. And you ate half the sweets I made without even blinking. I'm glad you're here today. It means a lot to Shisuta… and to me."
He reaches out and gently pats her head, careful not to disturb her hair or flowers.
"You're gonna do great out there, Yomi. And don't worry, I'll be cheering for you."
Shisuta: "Shisuta… I don't think I ever imagined my life leading me here. Not like this. Not with someone like you."
His voice is low, steady, but there's a tremor of awe beneath it.
"You're right, it feels unreal. Two people who once stood on opposite sides of a stage, throwing verses at each other's teams… and now we're here, about to promise our lives to one another."
He chuckles softly, shaking his head.
"I was never good at relationships. Tomi and Karada… they always made it sound so easy. Like it was some game they'd already mastered. I hated listening to them brag, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel a little jealous sometimes."
His eyes soften as he looks at her.
"But then I met you. Really met you. And suddenly… it didn't feel impossible anymore."
He lifts her hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to her fingers.
"You made it easy to love someone again. Easy to hope. Easy to believe that maybe I deserved something good."
He exhales, a quiet, reverent breath.
"I'm nervous too. But if the future is with you… then I'm ready for whatever comes."
As stated, on behalf of the good people of Ueno, and the rich folk of Aoyama, you are cordially invited to the...
Sacred Flame Wedding
❤ Details
❤ The occasion will take place all day on May 31st, beginning at 12 a.m. and concluding just at 11:59:59 p.m.
❤ Similar to birthday events, you are welcome to share presents and good wishes with the joyful couple if you wish. You can send them either to here or to @aoyama-division.
❤ If you are one of the guests, please ensure you wear formal attire, as this occasion is quite elegant. The bride and groom would be grateful if you presented yourself with poise. (I'm being very serious about this rule. If you wish to participate, that's fine. But do not, I repeat, DO NOT do anything to make a mockery of this event. If I feel you're being disrespectful, and/or a troll trying to sabotage this, you will be remove and/or blocked. You've been forewarned.)
❤ Since this is a somewhat intimate gathering, we kindly request that only individuals who share a close relationship with either the bride or the groom join us for the occasion. (Again, I don't mind anyone who shows up, so long as they are respectful.)
❤ Finally, make sure to have a great time!
I think that covers everything. We would be very grateful if you could participate in this event! Thank you, and the bridge and groom look forward to seeing you at the cathedral! ❤ ❤
First to confess: Shisuta. Yes, surprisingly, the shy nun would be the first to confess her feelings, as Luis refuses to make the first move, preferring his partner pursue him to show they are serious.
First to apologize: Shisuta. Neither of them are likely to start an argument. And if they do, it's over something minute. But even so, Shisuta, who dislikes disagreements and violence, would be the first to apologize, even if she wasn't the one who initiated the fight. Of course, Luis would also apologize, though he's more likely to hold a grudge, especially if he feels wronged.
Most popular/charismatic: Luis. Being a well-known chef who's on good rapport with most of the people from the divisions (which is saying a lot), Luis is, by far, the most popular among the two. But charismatic? That's up for debate.
Best caregiver: Shisuta. This kind-hearted nun has a lot of practice when it comes to caring for people. She's done it for Aranai, Kisouna, and Yomi. Plus, her bedside manner is a lot better than Luis's.
Does the cooking: Both of them. But in private? Shisuta. Though Luis has more experience in the kitchen, he's usually too exhausted to cook between the two of them at home when he gets off work, so Shisuta takes the role. Of course, when he is off work, the kitchen is his, but most of the time, Shisuta is the one making a meal between the two of them.
Does the housework: Shisuta. Luis knows how to clean up around himself, having done it numerous times, despite the number of servants in his parents' household. But again, he's usually too busy to clean, so Shisuta takes care of it.
Speaks the most: Shisuta. Luis isn't really into small talk or speaking when he doesn't have too. Shisuta though, can hold a conversation with anyone. Plus, she talks more on her job compared to Luis who is stuck in the kitchen.
Designated driver: Luis. Both of them own a license, but Luis is the only one between the two who owns a vehicle. Shisuta much more prefers to walk, if possible, citing that it helps both your body and the environment.
Has good penmanship: Shisuta. Both have good penmanship, but Shisuta writes a lot more than Luis, utilizing her daily journal, where she keeps her thoughts.
More relationship experience: Shisuta, but between the two of them, neither are experts when it comes to relationships. Luis hasn't been with anyone since high school. And Shisuta's last serious relationship ended with a divorce.
Subtle to changes: Shisuta. She is quick to notice when there is something different about a person, being able to ascertain whether the person is okay or not. Luis, unless the person means a lot to him or its fairly obvious something is wrong, doesn't really pay much attention to other people.
The one who proposes: Luis. He may not be the best when it comes to vocalization, but when it comes to action, he is the best. And when it comes to proposals, he will literally go all out, utilizing his partner's personality, as well as his own touch on it.
The one who dies protecting the other: Both of them, but definitely Luis. He will literally go to hell and back to protect the person he cares for. If he has to give up his life to ensure his friend or partner is okay, he will do it in a heartbeat.
MirKai (Mireya Quinlan x Kai Quinlan)
First to confess: Kai. When he and Mireya first met, both were attracted to each other, but he was the first to confess his feelings to her; they were reciprocated, much to his happiness.
First to apologize: Kai. Though it's rare when the two of them argue, Kai is usually the first to apologize. Mainly because, unlike Mireya, who tends to hold grudges longer, Kai tends to get over things relatively fast. If he was wrong, he'll admit it. If he believes he wasn't wrong, he'll still apologize, but only to restore peace. His apologies are blunt and to the point but mean well.
Most popular/charismatic: Both of them are popular, both as a DJ and a dancer, but the most charismatic is Mireya. Despite being beautiful and enchanting, she has an aura about her that you just notice as soon as she walks into a room. People notice her instantly. Kai is noticeable when the spotlight is on him, but Mireya is the spotlight.
Best caregiver: Mireya. She is, not surprisingly, very tender when someone she cares for is ill. She takes great pride in caring for her friends and family. Zakari has lost count of times she's patched him up during his times when he's made a mistake at parkour.
Does the cooking: Mireya. Kai is not a bad cook, but he is usually so deep in his music that he forgets to eat. This forced Mireya to learn how to cook so that she could frequently remind her husband to eat on days when he traps himself in his studio.
Does the housework: Kai, surprisingly. Because he is in his house more than his wife or son, he generally keeps the place looking spic and span when he needs a break from his music.
Speaks the most: Kai. Generally, he is a quiet guy, but that's only when he isn't performing. As a radio DJ with his own show, his job requires him to speak. Plus, he also calls random listeners on his show to speak to about their interpretation of what 'music' is.
Designated driver: Mireya. Both she and Kai have licenses, but Kai rarely drives the family's car, not only because he rarely leaves his house, but when he does, everything in Roppongi is within walking distance. Mireya, on the other hand, likes to drive to and fro, not only from her dance studio, but to other places.
Has good penmanship: Mireya. She frequently teases Kai for having handwriting that looks like 'chicken scratch', though he's not bothered by it.
More relationship experience: Mireya. After she escaped her mother and settled in Las Vegas, she used her new-found freedom to do what she couldn't do before: go out on dates. While some of them were nice, none of them were anything to scream about until she met Kai.
Subtle to changes: Mireya. Contrary to popular belief, she is far more perceptive than people give her credit for. When something is bothering her family or friends, she automatically picks up on it, via their shifts in tone, posture, or just general silence. Kai, despite how aware he is, only notices things when it's obvious, far too invested in his music or work to pay attention to subtle changes.
The one who proposes: Kai. After rescuing her from the mob and the two dating for several months, he finally proposed to her in a restaurant, where she accepted.
The one who dies protecting the other: Kai. He would literally go to hell and back to see not only Mireya, but also his son safe, even if that means putting himself in harm's way. That became noticeable when he rescued Mireya from the mob, not at all concerned that they could have killed him. While Mireya is the protective one, Kai is the one jumping headfirst into danger. If something appears that could harm someone he cares about, he'd be moving before Mireya could even process the danger.
ZakTas (Zakari Hiroya x Tasuku Kawanoe)
First to confess: Tasuku. Unlike Zakari, the "One-Eyed Bastard of Fukuoka" doesn't sit on his feelings. He doesn't stew, doesn't overthink, and definitely doesn't worry about "what ifs." He is shameless, bold, and would admit his feelings openly.
First to apologize: Tasuku. As stated, Tasuku doesn't let things fester or rot. If he has hurt someone (Zakari, in particular), he'll immediately apologize because he hates lingering tension, and hates thinking that someone he loves doesn't think that he cares about them. He'd apologize fast, loud and without shame.
Most popular/charismatic: In popularity, Zakari is the winner, due in no small part to his reputation as a daredevil who does extreme stunts and his skill at parkour. In charisma, Tasuku is the winner, due to his gift for gab and his job as a casino dealer, where he manages to charm (and piss off) an entire table with no effort.
Best caregiver: Tasuku. You might find this surprising, but keep in mind, he was the oldest sibling in his house. He grew up taking care of Ming and his younger brother, Toin. Although he isn't good with cooking or housework, when someone he cares for isn't feeling well, he'd do everything he could to make them feel better, giving them medicine, making them soup (even if it isn't the best), and cooling them off if necessary.
Does the cooking: Neither. Tasuku, though he's good with knives, isn't allowed in the kitchen by his sister, Ming, due to his horrible cooking skills. And Zakari generally eats whatever someone else makes. Either that, or he'd order takeout or buy food from a vendor.
Does the housework: Surprisingly, Zakari. Despite his nature, Roppongi's Daredevil is surprisingly neat and clean, liking everything decent and in order. Tasuku, on the other hand, is frequently yelled at and chastised by Sanyu and Ming for leaving his dirty magazines and clothes all over their apartment.
Speaks the most: Tasuku. Unlike Zakari, who only speaks when it matters, Tasuku's mouth is open almost all the time. He is loud, shameless, charismatic, expressive and much more. He doesn't make apologies for this.
Designated driver: Tasuku, but neither he nor Zakari own a car or a license. And even if they did, they'd never drive. Tasuku prefers to walk everywhere, and Zakari refuses to go near a car, still suffering trauma from his father's tragic racecar accident.
Has good penmanship: Zakari. Aside from the fact that he's a part-time student and does a lot of writing, he often has people asking for his autograph because of his stunts.
More relationship experience: Tasuku. He's been in and out of relationships since leaving his parents' house, most of which were just flings or one-night stands. Zakari's only had one major relationship, but he broke it off because of time not spent.
Subtle to changes: Zakari. Between him and Tasuku, he notices things a lot sooner than Tasuku does because he's deeply observant. If something was bothering Tasuku, he'd ask 'what's wrong' before Tasuku even realizes he's upset.
The one who proposes: Tasuku. As you already know, he doesn't believe in fate or destiny. He believes in choice and taking action. So when he decides he wants Zakari forever, he wouldn't wait for a sign, moment or perfect setup. He'd just decide, saying 'I'm choosing you. For life.'
The one who dies protecting the other: Zakari. This guy has already lost one family member, and he believes heavily that it was his own fault. To prevent that from happening again, he'd throw himself into harm's way first, risking his life so that he couldn't see someone else lose theirs. He'd believe his luck would save him. Whether it would or not is unknown.
KikKur (Kikyo Yomogi x Kurai Amamiya)
First to confess: Kurai. Although when he and Kikyo first met one another, they didn't trust each other, they eventually began to look forward to their initial meetings. The Onmyōdō priest was the one to take the first step in their relationship asking for her hand in marriage.
First to apologize: Kurai. In case you forget, this is a man whose entire being revolves around the philosophy of 'balance.' He hates lingering conflict. He'll apologize first even when he's not in the wrong; not because he's weak, but because unresolved tension feels like imbalance, which he dislikes. Peace matters more to him than being right.
Most popular/charismatic: For popularity, the answer is Kurai since he is the most well-known one out of not only him and his wife, but out of his team. But for charisma, Kikyo is the choice. Charisma isn't about friendliness, it's about presence. And Kikyo has that in spades. Despite her demeanor and disposition, she has an aura or about her that people can't turn away from. She can make a room go quiet simply by stepping in it. That's her power.
Best caregiver: Kurai. He would be the first to notice if Kikyo or Rin aren't feeling well. He'd adjust blankets and pillows without asking, brew tea exactly how they'd like it, stay calm whilst they are in pain or scared, check in on them without hovering, and a lot more. He doesn't make a fuss when someone is sick; he just handles it.
Does the cooking: Kikyo. At first, Kikyo never really learned how to cook because she never saw need to learn. She rarely ever got hungry, and when she did, she simply ate the bare minimum. After getting a family, she made an effort to learn, and within a week's time, mastered how to prepare a basic meal. This is good since she, Kurai and Rin don't really eat much.
Does the housework: Kurai. As a man who loves balance, he is dedicated to making sure his house is the same one. If Kikyo is the one making sure the family is fed, he feels it only right to make sure the house is the same. Thankfully, despite their large home, he doesn't have to do much.
Speaks the most: Kurai. His job as an Onmyōji has him speaking to people every day as he conducts rituals and prescribes blessings to temples and priests. Outside of that though, much like his wife, he doesn't speak unless he has too, as he dislikes senseless noise or talking to fill silence.
Designated driver: Kurai, though the family doesn't own any sort of motorized vehicle. Kikyo doesn't see the need for a driver's license, perfectly fine with walking. And truthfully, Kurai is the same way, though he still possesses one.
Has good penmanship: Both have good handwriting, both Kurai's would have to the best. Besides the fact that he has written entire books on strategy, it's safe to say his penmanship is the better of the two.
More relationship experience: Kurai, though that's not saying much. Kikyo, who has shied away from public interaction until recently, has little to no experience with dating. In fact, Kurai is the first person she's been with for a long time. Likewise, Kurai has never really seen the need to get close to someone. Not unless he generally likes and cares for them.
Subtle to changes: Kurai. As a former assassin and now an Onmyōji, he has taught himself to notice when things don't seem right or different. He doesn't just see changes, he analyzes them. If something is wrong, he checks it immediately.
The one who proposes: Kurai. As in the confession question, Kurai is the one who not only confessed his feelings, but also proposed. Truthfully, he was shocked at himself for this, and even more so when Kikyo accepted.
The one who dies protecting the other: Kurai. Whilst both he and Kikyo would give up their lives for each other and their daughter, Kurai would be the one to act first as his entire life and trauma revolves around the fact that he lost his entire family in one night and refuses to let that happen again. If danger appears, he doesn't think or calculate, he acts. Immediately. He's already lived through the worst, and refuses to let his family go through that.
MingSan (Ming Kawanoe x Sanyu Inouye)
First to confess: Ming. She's the first to confess because honestly, she kinda has to because Sanyu won't be able to. For one thing, the MIHANASA leader has never been in a relationship before, and she's already upset at herself for forcing Ming to help calm her down when she has her... "urges." So Ming will be the one to confess her feelings first.
First to apologize: Ming. She will apologize, even if she isn't in the wrong. She does this because she understands she knows Sanyu acts out due to her past trauma. She will apologize first, opening up communication again, whilst Sanyu will apologize second, earnestly sorry for what she said and did.
Most popular/charismatic: For most popular, its Sanyu, due in no small part to her job as a circus entertainer, where she performs suicidal and death-defying stunts three-to-four times a week. For charisma, Ming is the winner due to her "mom energy", which naturally makes people feel at ease.
Best caregiver: Ming. As the "mom" of the team, she's had to take care of not only Sanyu and Tasuku multiple times when they were sick, but also the children under her care. She has a natural bedside manner, which makes people feel better instantly. Plus, her homemade soup also works wonders.
Does the cooking: Ming. She does all of the cooking for the team. Tasuku can't be trusted in the kitchen, and Sanyu's food doesn't taste the same.
Does the housework: Ming. Aside from cooking, she also handles the housework. How she manages to do it with one arm and both her feet is something she learned after hours of effort.
Speaks the most: Ming. Sanyu tries to avoid speaking if she doesn't have to, especially to people she doesn't know. Ming, on the other hand, has no problem speaking to others.
Designated driver: Neither. Neither Ming nor Sanyu own a car or a driver's license. Ming, only having one arm, would find it hard to use a motorized vehicle. And Sanyu doesn't think she'd be able to control her strength when driving. Plus, they prefer to walk anyway.
Has good penmanship: Ming. Being a school teacher, she naturally writes a lot more than Sanyu does, so her penmanship is far better. Plus, it was Ming, along with Tasuku, that helped Sanyu learn how to read and write.
More relationship experience: Ming, but not by much. She's only been in a few relationships back when she lived with her family. Sanyu, being a recluse and introvert, has never really been anyone, save Tasuku and Ming, who had to calm her down when her nymphomania acted up.
Subtle to changes: Both. Ming recognizes emotional changes. If Sanyu's quieter or more withdrawn, Ming recognizes the signs immediately and helps to calm Sanyu down when her trauma acts up. For behavioral and physical changes, Sanyu is the one. If Ming is favoring her remaining arm, if her breathing changes or she's more fatigued, Sanyu helps her to relax, taking over some of her duties.
The one who proposes: Ming. She understands her feelings a lot better than Sanyu understands hers. Truthfully, she felt something for Sanyu the first time she held her through her first nightmare. After that, it slowly started to change into love for her.
The one who dies protecting the other: Sanyu. Although Ming is the nurturer and the caretaker, Sanyu is the leader and cares for not only her, but all of her family and friends greatly. She feels her life is nothing compared to them, so if the situation called for one of them to give their life so that they other may live, Sanyu would do so in a heartbeat.
JunKen (Juna Takamine x Kenshiro Sugi)
First to confess: Juna. Kenshiro would never be the one to confess because: one, he is still grieving his deceased wife; losing her carved a wound in him that never fully closed. Plus, he doesn't believe he deserves love after causing his wife to be killed. Therefore, Juna would take the lead and proclaim her feelings to him directly, saying something like: 'Ken, I like you.'
First to apologize: Juna. She'd apologize, not because she is wrong, but because she hates unresolved tension and is far more emotionally mature than Kenshiro is. Kenshiro would apologize after, but his would mean more. It would take a lot for him to apologize, but when he says 'sorry' he means it.
Most popular/charismatic: Juna. Aside from being the leader and face of her team, she is also a famous rodeo star, known across all of Japan. She also has a charisma that fills a room with no effort. She can walk into a room and people will straighten up, not because she's scary, but because she radiates authority. Kenshiro, on the other hand, is known only as a butcher, and his aura is intimidating, making people avoid him.
Best caregiver: Both. Juna, despite having had both her parents with her, had to watch over both her younger sisters when her parents died. She's got a good beside manner, and notices symptoms early. Likewise, Kenshiro is used to taking care of his daughters, fulfilling a lot of maternal roles after his wife died. Despite his aura and rough upbringing, he becomes extremely gentle when someone he cares for is hurt or sick.
Does the cooking: Kenshiro. Aside from the fact that he's a butcher and cooks for a living, he also has a degree in the culinary arts. His daughter, Niko, handles the cooking at home, but when he's not busy with work, he often takes over. Juna is only good at cooking meat and/or poultry.
Does the housework: Both. Kenshiro often handles the dishes, heavy lifting, repairs, trash, and anything involving tools or strength. Juna handles sweeping, tidying, organizing, laundry, and anything that requires patience or attention to detail. This split isn't negotiated; rather, it just happens. They both fall into a rhythm without talking about it.
Speaks the most: Juna. She is a lot more extroverted than Kenshiro, who only talks with necessary, which is mainly on his job or at home with his kids. Juna is somewhat the same way, but she has to deal with people asking for autographs, dealing with business on her ranch, doing interviews, and other such things. She's not chatty, but she's comfortable speaking when needed.
Designated driver: Kenshiro. He's the only one of the two who not only owns a vehicle, but also a license. Juna prefers to ride a horse. Off of it, she is extremely discoordinated on the ground. She's more likely to trip over her own feet than operate a car smoothly. If she tried to drive, Kenshiro would be gripping the door handle with white knuckles.
Has good penmanship: Juna. Her handwriting is clean, steady and legible, practiced from years of signing autographs and handling paperwork on her ranch. While Kenshiro does the same for his business, his handwriting isn't all that good. He had to learn how to write properly while in university. And even then, it isn't all that good.
More relationship experience: Juna. After she departed her family's ranch, she became a wayward woman, having flings, one-night stands, casual partners, etc. Kenshiro is the first man she's met that she isn't interested in just physically, but also romantically. Kenshiro has over ever loved one woman: his wife. After she died, he shut that part of himself away. He's not dated, flirted, slept with anyone, or even considered romance.
Subtle to changes: Both. Juna notices emotional changes first, such as tone shifts, mood changes, discomfort, guilt, etc. This stems from learning to read her younger sisters' emotions like weather patterns. Likewise, Kenshiro notices behavioral changes, like stress in someone's posture, signs of illness, when someone's overworking themselves, or when someone is unsafe.
The one who proposes: Kenshiro, but it depends. He'd only propose if, one: he knew deep down that a relationship with Juna is what he truly wants. And two: if both of his daughters were okay with it. He'd have a serious talk with both of them, and if they were okay with it, then he'd ask for Juna's hand. And even then, it would be a quiet affair, nothing flashy.
The one who dies protecting the other: Kenshiro. He's already had to live with one person he cared for dying. He couldn't bare to let it happen again. He knows doing that would be leaving his daughters alone, and he hopes that someday they would forgive him. But if it means having to lose another person that he loves, he may as already be dead. It took a lot for him to bounce back after the loss of Nahoko. If he had to lose Juna, he'd probably never recover, because it would affirm his belief that he hasn't changed at all.
AiraMiso (Aira Towa x Misora Ayazono)
First to confess: Aira. It takes a lot for her to reveal her feelings to Misora, due to the fact that one, she is her boss, and she doesn't want to ruin what relationship they have, both professional and personal. And two, because she doesn't have as much experience in relationships as Misora does. Still, she does manage to find a time to open up about her feelings.
First to apologize: Aira. As her PA, Aira understands Misora a lot more than most people. She apologizes first, not because she's more emotional or weaker, but because she knows Misora shuts down when she's cornered and has a tendency to say things she doesn't mean. So Aira opens the door to forgiveness by apologizing with Misora following afterwards.
Most popular/charismatic: Both. Aira is the more publicly popular one, due to not only being the liaison between Misora and the public, but also because of her inventions, robots and tech stunts that make her a spectacle. She's basically the "face" of Imperial Velvet's innovation. Misora is the charismatic one. She has an aura that demands attention the moment she walks into a room. She is magnetic, refined, and intimidating, all in one. People don't approach her, they gravitate towards her.
Best caregiver: Aira. She is surprisingly attentive when someone she cares about is sick or hurt. She's practical, quick-thinking and emotionally present in a way Misora could only hope to be. If her boss was ill, she'd Google up symptoms, check her forehead every ten minutes and fuss without admitting she's being fussy.
Does the cooking: Aira. While she's no gourmet chef, Aira, being the experimental of the two, enjoys tinkering, adjusting flavors and trying out new recipes. She's very enthusiastic and surprisingly quite good at cooking; she enjoys feeding people she cares about.
Does the housework: Misora. Unlike Aira, Misora is extremely organized, almost to the point where one thinks she might have OCD. She naturally takes over when it involves cleaning, laundry, organizing closets, maintaining schedules, and keeping the home pristine. She finds comfort in order, and cleaning is her way of decompressing.
Speaks the most: Misora. She demands attention the moment she walks into a room, and has absolutely no issue with speaking into a crowd of people, making them hang on her every word. Aira's not a bad speaker, but she has a bad habit of veering off topic, forcing others to get her back on track.
Designated driver: Both, though Aira tends to drive more. Both own a vehicle and a license, but Aira is almost always in the driver's seat. She is almost always in a rush. She has a habit of getting herself and Misora to places a lot earlier than expected, whilst still managing not to get them into an accident or collision, which is a shock, in of itself.
Has good penmanship: Misora. A CEO who spends most time signing documents and writing her own speeches for conferences and such? It's natural that her handwriting is good. In fact, she had good penmanship even before she became the owner of her own company.
More relationship experience: Misora, though her relationship experience is shallow. She's been in relationships since high school. Her beauty, status and aura made her highly sought after, and while she's dated men and women, none of them lasted. Aira, being a lesbian, has had fewer relationships. Men hit on her constantly, but she always rejects them. Women rarely approach her because she's so hard to read.
Subtle to changes: Both. Aira is more sensitive to emotional changes. Misora holding back tears, when she is hurt, but hiding it, and when she's fine, but is secretly stressed, Aira notices all of that. She easily reads Misora's face as well as her heart. Likewise, Misora is more sensitive to behavioral changes. She notices when Aira's exhausted, when her hands are shaking, when she hides stress behind jokes, or when she's pushing herself too hard. She reads body language, and sees the cracks Aira hides from everyone else.
The one who proposes: Aira. Along with confessing her feelings, she'd also be the one to propose, though it would only be after a substantial amount of time she and Misora spent together. It would be something small since she knows Misora isn't big on non-verbal affections, but it would still be meaningful.
The one who dies protecting the other: Both. Misora has a deep-rooted fear of loss and her instinct to guard what she believes is hers or what she values. If danger came for Aira, Misora would step in front of it instantly. Likewise, Aira would absolutely risk her life for Misora, but she'd try to find a smarter solution first. If there was none, she'd create one.
RionTomi (Rion Kanzaki x Tomi Chōten)
First to confess: Tomi. After a lengthy time of the two of them being together (and deciding she's worth his time), he'd take the first step in making their relationship official. Whether Rion accepts or not remains to be seen...
First to apologize: Tomi, surprisingly. But it would take a long while for him to do so, especially if he doesn't think he was in the wrong. If he was, he'll try to hide it, but would gradually admit his mistake. His way of apologizing would, no doubt, involve a flurry of expensive, hard-to-obtain gifts.
Most popular/charismatic: Both. In terms of popularity, Tomi, despite his recent issues with the media and his reputation, still holds some sway over "mindless peasants" sweeping Japan. He doesn't know or really care if he is well-liked, so long as people are talking about him. In charisma, Rion is the better, since she only needs to walk into a room for people to either be drawn to her, or move away from her. She lets people know right off, 'Be cool with me, I'll be cool with you. Fuck with me, and I'll drop you.'
Best caregiver: Rion. She's had to learn how to care for herself since she moved out, which automatically meant getting herself better when she was ill. Her bedside manner may not be the best, but its infinite times more better than Tomi's, who would more than likely just give you medicine and call it a day.
Does the cooking: Rion. Tomi hasn't cooked anything since he was born. And why would he? He has servants for that. Rion, on the other hand, has had to learn how to cook. And while she may not be making any five-star meals, she can at least boil water and use the microwave. At best, she could cook a meal or order take-out. Or Tomi could just take them both to a nice restaurant...
Does the housework: Rion. Again, she's had to learn to take care of herself, and this includes doing housework. Tomi won't bother to help as that's peasants' work, and the job of his servants.
Speaks the most: Tomi. Rion isn't one for socialization. She despised small talk, even before her fall from grace. Tomi is used to talking, doing a lot of that at his many parties and soirees, though he doesn't particularly care about what others are talking about.
Designated driver: Rion. Tomi has a license, as well as a car, but he rarely uses either. Why should he when he has a chauffeur with a limousine to drive him around? Rion does most of the driving between the two of them.
Has good penmanship: Tomi. His parents spent hundreds of dollars on tutors teaching him to write elegantly and neatly. Rion's parents did the same, but she changed up her penmanship and now writes in a grody, streetwise style.
More relationship experience: Both. The two of them have had a number of relationships since they were young. Only a few were serious, but most were just casual and for fun. This is their first relationship in a while that they have bothered to put some effort into.
Subtle to changes: Rion. She's a lot more perceptive than Tomi, who only notices things when it's too late. She easily picks up when Tomi is bothered, stressed, or just doesn't want to be bothered. She usually just leaves him be, but on days when she's feeling nice, she'll do something to cheer him up.
The one who proposes: Tomi. Though he'd have fears after his last break-up, after spending time with her, he'd propose to Rion in his usual grandiose style.
The one who dies protecting the other: Both. As shocking as it'd be, the both of them would put their life to defend the other. Tomi, as arrogant and pretentious as he is, does value his friends and those close to him. In a life or death situation, his body would move before he could even stop or before he's comprehending what's happening. Rion would be the same, but she'd probably have a much higher chance of surviving due to her martial arts background. She's not used to protecting others, so she'd shock herself by doing this.
MearKara (Meari Miracle x Karada Kessaku)
First to confess: Neither. Meari doesn't confess because doesn't do confessions. She's not into commitment. Does she think Karada's hot? Hell yeah. And that's enough. Likewise, Karada won't confess cause he's not invested enough. He's into having fun, not anything serious. They're both casual daters, and they're both fine with that.
First to apologize: Karada. Every time. Though he's not the brightest bulb in the closet, even he's smart enough to know when someone is pissed at him. And he dislikes that feeling, especially if its someone he likes. He apologizes fast because he's used to being the one who "messes up." Meari rarely apologizes. She only does when she's crossed a line. And even then, they're not really all the sincere.
Most popular/charismatic: In terms of popularity, Meari is the overall winner. A heavy metal vocalist versus a bodybuilder? There's no contest. Now, in terms of charisma, the both of them are tied. Meari has a dark and magnetic aura that people admire from afar. Karada has a loud, bright and physical aura that draws people in. They both attract attention for completely different reasons, which is why they both stand out as a pair.
Best caregiver: Neither. Karada doesn't know the first thing about taking care of someone. He tries... and that's the problem. Although his heart is in the right place, his skillset is terrible. He panics, brings random medications, hovers over them too much, and cooks food that looks like a biohazard. And Meari, she could take of someone, but she won't. Why? Because that goes against her philosophy of self-reliance. Relying on someone else to help you feel better? No, that's not her thing. The most she'll do is check up on you. Anything else, you're on your own.
Does the cooking: Neither. Karada doesn't know anything about cooking, nor does he have the patience for it. Most of the time, he either orders food from Luis's or just orders take-out. And Meari, she either eats out, orders in, or has meals prepared for her during tours. If they lived together, their fridge would undoubtedly contain: energy drinks, leftover takeout, protein shakes, and maybe a single apple.
Does the housework: Surprisingly, Karada. Despite how he seems, he is actually pretty orderly and likes to make sure things are spic and span. This was probably the only good quality he adopted from his grandfather.
Speaks the most: Meari. Being the frontwoman of her band, she typically handles the interviews and speaks for her band. She literally commands rooms with her loud, Banshee-like voice. And that doesn't change even if she's in a relationship.
Designated driver: Meari. Whilst both she and Karada have a license, she's the only one of the two owns a car. Karada, while he could easily purchase one, doesn't see the point in driving when you could just walk, jog or run to get to where you need to go.
Has good penmanship: Meari. While she and Karada may give autographs, she gives out a lot more. Plus, she writes far more than him since she is in a band and writes lyrics with her bandmates. Her handwriting, surprisingly, is clean, sharp and artistic. Karada's looks like it's trying to bench press the paper. He can sign his name, but that's about it.
More relationship experience: Both, but at the same time, neither. The last serious relationship the two of them had ended. Badly for one, and abruptly for the other. In Meari's case, her ex cheated on her, which broke her sense of trust. And Karada, his last girlfriend thought the two of them should just be 'friends with benefits.' The two of them have had nothing but casual flings and one-night stands since, so both of them have some experience, but none that is concrete.
Subtle to changes: Karada. While he may not be emotionally intelligent, he's observant in a physical way. He doesn't understand why something feels off, but when it is, he feels it immediately. Meari doesn't notice such changes because she doesn't monitor people, assuming they can handle their own problems and doesn't like to pry.
The one who proposes: Neither. As stated in the confession question, these two aren't looking for anything serious. Just some casual dating, a little flirting here and there, as well as some good old-fashioned sex in the bed. Anything after that, they aren't interested in.
The one who dies protecting the other: Karada. As dimwitted as he is, he is loyal to a fault, and would undoubtedly put his life on the line for his friends. He believes a man's worth is proven through action, not words, so dying to protect someone he cares about is, to him, the ultimate fulfillment of manhood. Meari, while she wouldn't die for him, would, after a while, break over losing him, though she'd hide it.
AranIchi (Aranai Norikoru x Ichiro Yamada)
First to confess: Ichiro. As the role model to his younger brothers, he's never been one to shy away from his feelings, so after many dates and a long time of being friends/acquaintances, he's ready for him and Aranai to take the next step.
First to apologize: Ichiro. As stubborn as he is, he's not afraid to admit when he's messed up, or wants their to be peace again. If he and Aranai had an argument, it'd probably be over something dumb. About 20-30 minutes later, he'd apologize, with Aranai reciprocating, afterwards. If she messed up, it'd take a lot for her to swallow her pride, but eventually she'll apologize too.
Most popular/charismatic: Ichiro. Compared to Aranai, who is only known as being a deviant who, up until several years ago, caused chaos everywhere she went as a Bōsōzoku, Ichiro's reputation is a lot more wholesome. Despite the fact he was once a delinquent, himself, he was also once part of the greatest rap group in Japan, TDD. Plus, compared to Aranai, people naturally gravitate towards him, whereas they shy away from Aranai.
Best caregiver: Ichiro. He's no doubt had to care for both his younger brothers when they were sick, so he's got experience caring for others. Plus, his bedside manner would be a lot better than Aranai's, who would, more than likely, just hand you some medicine and some lukewarm soup and call it a day.
Does the cooking: Ichiro. He has much more experience cooking, as he's had to do that for both his younger brothers. Aranai, if she isn't in the mood for takeout or something, usually relies on her mom, Shisuta, to cook, or just warms up something microwaveable.
Does the housework: Both. Surprisingly, Aranai is pretty good when it comes to tidying up, due to Shisuta making her help around the house on weekends. She'd handle sweeping and doing laundry, while Ichiro would handle heavy labor like taking out trash or dishes.
Speaks the most: Both. Both of these are leaders of their divisions, and have no qualms about saying what they want, or what needs to be said. While Ichiro is a lot more tactful, Aranai picks up by reinforcing his words. The two of them make a good duo when it comes to getting their point across.
Designated driver: Aranai. It's unknown if Ichiro has a license or not, but even if he does, he usually relies on Aranai, whose had years behind a motorbike or any other two-wheeled vehicle, to handle the driving.
Has good penmanship: Ichiro. Although Aranai recently graduated, that doesn't mean her penmanship has improved. Years of doodling on street walls and alleyways has given her a streetwise, edgy sort of handwriting. In comparison, Ichiro's is far neater.
More relationship experience: Aranai. Though most of her relationships were short-term and were usually just one-night stands, Aranai has far more experience when it comes to dating than Ichiro, who is usually too busy with work and watching after his brothers to think about relationships.
Subtle to changes: Both. Growing up in a broken home, Aranai has learned to read between the lines and know when something about a person is up. She is far more perceptive than she appears, and notices small things about a person. Likewise, Ichiro has experience in seeing when someone is hiding something, as he's seen a lot of that from his younger brothers and others during his 19-year-old life.
The one who proposes: Ichiro. It would take some prodding from his younger brothers to get their older brother to make the final push to finally proposing to Aranai after they've spent a long time of being partners (We think Jiro and Saburo would actually be glad to have a sister).
The one who dies protecting the other: Both. Aranai's not going to let anyone get hurt in her place if she can avoid it. If it meant putting her life on the line, she'd do it in a heartbeat (Never let it be said she's not loyal to her friends or family). Likewise, Ichiro couldn't bear to see the woman he cares for getting hurt because of him. He knows that his younger brothers may be said, but he hopes that they'll understand and forgive him.
First to confess: Shisuta. Yes, surprisingly, the shy nun would be the first to confess her feelings, as Luis refuses to make the first move, preferring his partner pursue him to show they are serious.
First to apologize: Shisuta. Neither of them are likely to start an argument. And if they do, it's over something minute. But even so, Shisuta, who dislikes disagreements and violence, would be the first to apologize, even if she wasn't the one who initiated the fight. Of course, Luis would also apologize, though he's more likely to hold a grudge, especially if he feels wronged.
Most popular/charismatic: Luis. Being a well-known chef who's on good rapport with most of the people from the divisions (which is saying a lot), Luis is, by far, the most popular among the two. But charismatic? That's up for debate.
Best caregiver: Shisuta. This kind-hearted nun has a lot of practice when it comes to caring for people. She's done it for Aranai, Kisouna, and Yomi. Plus, her bedside manner is a lot better than Luis's.
Does the cooking: Both of them. But in private? Shisuta. Though Luis has more experience in the kitchen, he's usually too exhausted to cook between the two of them at home when he gets off work, so Shisuta takes the role. Of course, when he is off work, the kitchen is his, but most of the time, Shisuta is the one making a meal between the two of them.
Does the housework: Shisuta. Luis knows how to clean up around himself, having done it numerous times, despite the number of servants in his parents' household. But again, he's usually too busy to clean, so Shisuta takes care of it.
Speaks the most: Shisuta. Luis isn't really into small talk or speaking when he doesn't have too. Shisuta though, can hold a conversation with anyone. Plus, she talks more on her job compared to Luis who is stuck in the kitchen.
Designated driver: Luis. Both of them own a license, but Luis is the only one between the two who owns a vehicle. Shisuta much more prefers to walk, if possible, citing that it helps both your body and the environment.
Has good penmanship: Shisuta. Both have good penmanship, but Shisuta writes a lot more than Luis, utilizing her daily journal, where she keeps her thoughts.
More relationship experience: Shisuta, but between the two of them, neither are experts when it comes to relationships. Luis hasn't been with anyone since high school. And Shisuta's last serious relationship ended with a divorce.
Subtle to changes: Shisuta. She is quick to notice when there is something different about a person, being able to ascertain whether the person is okay or not. Luis, unless the person means a lot to him or its fairly obvious something is wrong, doesn't really pay much attention to other people.
The one who proposes: Luis. He may not be the best when it comes to vocalization, but when it comes to action, he is the best. And when it comes to proposals, he will literally go all out, utilizing his partner's personality, as well as his own touch on it.
The one who dies protecting the other: Both of them, but definitely Luis. He will literally go to hell and back to protect the person he cares for. If he has to give up his life to ensure his friend or partner is okay, he will do it in a heartbeat.
🍗 What does a traditional Thanksgiving feast for your OC look like? Do they or their family go all out? Is the table stuffed with tons of delicious food? Or do they keep the celebrations simple and just eat a regular dinner? Or do they just not celebrate it?
💲 How much does your OC or their family typically spend for Thanksgiving?
👪 Does your OC or their family invite a lot of people with them to celebrate it? Is their house filled with tons of relatives, cousins and other family members? Or do they keep the celebrations relatively low-key and only invite a few people? Or do they celebrate it by themselves?
🙏What is one thing that your OC is thankful for when it is time to give thanks? Is it family, friends, seeing a new day, food on their table, etc.?
💤 After the feast is over and everyone has eaten, what does your OC do afterward? Do they help clean up, talk with friends and family, or snooze away some of that food that they've eaten?
🛍️ The day after Thanksgiving is called 'Black Friday', which is when deals typically go in stores for your family in preparation for Christmas. Does your OC participate in that, or do they just stay at home and watch people make fools of themselves in the stores on the news?
I found out that Japan does celebrate Thanksgiving, but theirs falls on the 23rd of November unlike the U.S.'s, which falls on the fourth Thursday of November.
"...Why do I keep making the mistake of playing cards with my younger brother, knowing full well he's far better than me? As if this blasted outfit he had me wear wasn't embarrassing enough, he insisted on making me use paint to make it look more 'real'. ...Oh well. At least this sword looks authentic and real enough. Maybe I can use it to decimate some of those people whom I've trouble with as of late. Starting with a certain 'black cat' who lives here in Minato..."
"...Hmm? What are you looking at peasant? Is there something you want? Here for candy, no doubt. Fine, take this and begone with you. ...And so help you if you left that wretched woman know I'm coming..."
You received a treat!
Frosted Souls. Despite the overbearing name, there are really just mint-flavored candies with a cool, icy exterior. ...Though you do feel a sorta coldness in your soul as you devour the treat.
Karada - Oni
"...You. What are you doing here? Don't you know it's a demon world, maggot? Since you're going to die soon anyway, why not right now?!"
"...Haha! What do you think? Pretty real, right? I made sure to get my costume done early this year since I didn't want a repeat of last year. ...Maybe I should have worn a shirt, though. It's cold out here. ...Oh well! Anyway, here take these, dude! Have a good, spooky night!
You received a treat!
Demon's Delight. Spicy cinnamon candies that tastes a little like what you imagine Heaven to be... but burn like Hell as they enter your gullet. Fitting they represent an Oni well.
Luis - Ninja
"...Don't ask, okay? *Sighs* ...Look, it's no secret that I've not really watched anime before until recently. What with Kanra, Shian, Reiaki, Kaoru, and so many others begging me to put anime designs on all of their cakes, I've had to familiarize myself with so many different types of anime. The one kind of anime I've started to get into is the one involving ninja. ...What was it called? ...No, it's not the one about the kid who has a fox demon in him, although that is a good one."
"...Oh yeah. It's called Basilisk ~Ōka Ninpō Chō~. I'm still on season one, but it's pretty interesting so far. But anyway, that show inspired me to buy my own ninja outfit, and... well, this was the result. I think I did pretty well, all things considered. Anyway, here. Happy Halloween and all that. Have a good, safe night."
You received a treat!
Ninja Smoke Bombs. Fitting to the name, the moment you put this candy in your mouth, you fill a 'popping' sensation as the candy pops every part of your mouth. How unexpected, yet fitting for a ninja.
