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nanaosaki3940 · 4 months ago
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Happy Birthday Yoichi Nagumo!!! 🥳😍💖
It's already July 9th in Japan, so happy birthday to my pookie aka "Mr. Popular of the JCC"!!!
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This man is gonna be the next "IT-BOY" after Gojo once SakaDays gets animated, y'all!!! 💕💕💕
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itskarlsefni · 3 months ago
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My coloring for Satoru Yotsumura [Sakamoto Days manga, chapter 79]
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hyeahgaku · 1 month ago
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CHARACTER PROFILE ㉖
NAME: 四ツ村暁 → Satoru Yotsumura
CAREER: Former ORDER member. He's Amane's father. He was framed for the assasination of the then-Chairman of the JAA and was ordered to be executed. He is currently working behind-the-scenes for Nagumo.
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Height: unknown
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Zodiac sign: unknown
Yotsumura's quote: “Assassins are bland – we're tasteless, odourless.. We have to hide our bloodlust.”
→ THE JAA'S FORMER NO. 2!
He was highly trusted by the then-Chairman of the JAA, even served as his bodyguard. But when his beloved wife betrayed him, he was unable to protect the then-Chairman and prevent the assasination and soon found himself as the next target...
→ THE ONE THAT RECRUITED SHISHIBA INTO THE ORDER!
He faced Shishiba during a mission and ended up recruiting him into the ORDER due to shortage of manpower. Since then, Yotsumura and Shishiba have been on numerous missions together. The two encountered each other again in Kyoto, and after a deadly battle, Yotsumura fell into the river.
→ WIELDS A BLADED THREE-SECTION STAFF, HE CAN SLASH THROUGH ANYTHING!
Yotsumura is still wielding the three-section staff which he has been using since his ORDER days. With a single swing, he can unleash a tremendous slash that can cut the whole building or surrounding in half.
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lotonfazer · 8 months ago
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galaxynajma · 10 months ago
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When and if Sakamoto days gets a Anime adaptation I’m hoping praying for Yotsumura to be voiced by Kenjiro Tsuda
It’s perfect
Look at him ( he kinda looks like younger Kishibe from Chainsaw Man )
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Imagine hearing Kenjiro Tsuda’s voice saying this
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courtesanofdeath · 7 months ago
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Introducing: The Order
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qweaenr · 10 months ago
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SAKAMOTO DAYS - Assassins 1/2
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oldmama · 5 months ago
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SAKAMOTO DAYS TO AIR ON JANUARY 2025
This is not a drill it’s finally happening 😵
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bokunocolor · 8 months ago
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Satoru Yotsumura…
Shishiba..
Osaragi….
Tired of Finding a Reason…..
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yonkoguts · 2 years ago
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My coloring for Satoru Yotsumura [Sakamoto Days Manga, chapter 96]
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nanaosaki3940 · 5 months ago
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Feels Like A Family [Sakamoto Days]
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I'm currently working on my next chapter and decided to share a small snippet of it... Please let me know if you liked it or not... 
Fanfic Name: Love In The Line Of Fire [Sakamoto Days]
Pairing: Yoichi Nagumo X OC
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Nana's POV
I walked down the bustling street, my hand securely holding the small, warm hand of Hana, my cheerful five-year-old niece. The summer sun bathed us in a gentle, golden glow, casting long shadows as we made our way toward a popular dessert shop known for its delectable treats. The air was filled with the sounds of laughter, chatter, and the occasional bark from dogs being walked by their owners.
“So, Hana-chan, what kind of dessert are you in the mood for today? Ice cream? Cake?” I asked, glancing down at Hana with a warm smile.
Her wide, innocent eyes sparkled with excitement as she pondered the delicious options.
“Ice cream! I want strawberry with sprinkles!” Hana replied cheerfully, her voice filled with enthusiasm.
Her excitement was infectious, and I found myself grinning in response.
"Of course. We'll get the biggest ice creams they have…" I promised, imagining the joy on her face when she would see the towering scoops of her favorite flavor.
As we continued our walk, Hana suddenly pointed excitedly at something ahead.
“Aunt Na-chan! Look at that big dog!” she exclaimed, her voice high with delight, her tiny finger was directed at a fluffy, golden retriever that was trotting happily beside its owner.
“Yes, Hana-chan, it’s a very big dog. Maybe we can say hi to it on our way back…” I suggested while chuckling at her excitement, picturing the scene of Hana petting the friendly dog and her face lighting up with pure joy.
The sidewalks were crowded with people enjoying the pleasant weather. Vendors lined the street, selling everything from fresh flowers to colorful trinkets. The scent of freshly baked bread wafted from a nearby bakery, mingling with the aroma of street food being cooked at various stalls.
As we approached the dessert shop, the bustling crowd momentarily parted, revealing a familiar face striding towards us. It was Nagumo, easily recognizable in his signature brown trench coat, a printed shirt peeking out from beneath, and black pants. His long rectangular-shaped suitcase, undoubtedly filled with his assortment of weapons, was slung over his shoulder with a casual air.
“Yo-chan?” I called out, my voice tinged with surprise as I spotted him.
“Hey, Nana-chan! Fancy meeting you here!” Nagumo greeted, his trademark grin spreading across his face, radiating his usual infectious energy.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, my eyebrows raised in curiosity as we closed the distance between us.
“I was actually heading to your place to meet up with Sakamoto-kun. But since I ran into you, I’ll stick around and we can go back together…” Nagumo replied in an energetic tone, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Did you come here to talk about the Death Row Inmate assassins?” I questioned further, a hint of concern in my voice.
“Yeah…” Nagumo responded, nodding his head solemnly, though the gleam in his eyes remained.
Just then, Hana tugged gently on my hand, her eyes wide with curiosity.
“Who is this, Aunt Na-chan?” she asked, her innocent voice breaking the moment.
“This is Yoichi Nagumo. He’s a friend of mine and your dad’s…” I explained with a smile, introducing her to Nagumo.
“And who might this lovely young lady be?” Nagumo asked, his grin widening as he crouched down to Hana’s level, making sure to look her in the eye.
“I’m Hana! I’m my Daddy’s daughter!” Hana giggled, introducing herself with a bright smile that could light up the room.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Hana-chan!” Nagumo responded, extending a hand dramatically, his grin widening even further.
“Nice to meet you too, Uncle Yo-chan!” Hana grinned back and shook his hand, her small fingers wrapping around his with an endearing enthusiasm.
Immediately, Hana's cheerful demeanor meshed seamlessly with Nagumo's playful nature, and seeing that brought a smile to my face. Nagumo had always had a special talent for connecting with kids. His blend of cheerfulness, playful energy, and undeniable charm made him irresistible to children. They found him fun yet safe and harmless, a figure who could effortlessly bring joy to their day. Women, on the other hand, were naturally drawn to his magnetic personality, while men admired his effortless confidence and charm, often wishing they could emulate his captivating presence.
I understood that feeling all too well. My first encounter with Nagumo occurred when Taro first got into JCC. Back then I was only 8 years old while Taro and Nagumo were 14 years old; they were just 6 years older than me. At that time, Taro was just beginning his training to become a professional assassin, and through this journey, he formed a fast friendship with Nagumo. Through Taro, I came to know Nagumo, who quickly became a significant presence in my life. He was everything one could admire: charming, charismatic, funny, witty, incredibly handsome, and endearingly cute. His boundless optimism and ever-present smile created a magnetic aura that drew people in effortlessly.
Nagumo's friendly and approachable demeanor made him popular among his peers and endeared him to those younger than him. His quick wit and humor kept everyone entertained, and his genuine kindness won the hearts of many. It was no wonder that children adored him and women found him irresistible. His ability to make anyone laugh with a quick-witted comment or lighten the mood with his infectious smile had always captivated me. It was easy to see why people were naturally drawn to him.
As a child, I had admired him from a distance, and as I grew older, those feelings blossomed into a quiet, persistent longing. I had been infatuated with him, and over the years, that infatuation matured into a deeper, more profound love. Even now, standing next to him as he effortlessly bonded with Hana, I felt that familiar flutter in my heart. Despite the years that had passed, my feelings for Nagumo remained as strong as ever, a constant, unspoken presence in my life.
His charming presence reminded me of countless moments from our shared past. His ability to make anyone laugh with a quick-witted comment or lighten the mood with his infectious smile had always captivated me. Watching him now, I was transported back to those days when I first realized just how special he was. He was more than just a friend of Taro’s; he had become an indelible part of my life story, someone who had always been there, quietly shaping my dreams and hopes.
And now, here he was, effortlessly winning over Hana, just as he had won over everyone else in his life. It was a poignant reminder of why I had fallen for him in the first place, and why those feelings had never truly faded. His presence was a testament to the enduring nature of my love for him, a love that had stood the test of time and continued to thrive in the quiet corners of my heart.
Nagumo and Hana continued to chat animatedly as we made our way to the ice cream parlor, their laughter filling the air. Once inside, the shop owner greeted us with a warm smile, her eyes twinkling with delight at the sight of us.
“Oh, what a cute family you are! You make such a lovely couple with your adorable daughter!” the shopkeeper remarked, looking between the three of us with a beam of approval.
My face turned crimson upon hearing the comment. I felt a rush of heat spread across my cheeks and quickly opened my mouth to correct her.
“O-Oh, we're not actually—” I began, my voice wavering slightly from the unexpected embarrassment.
But before I could finish, Nagumo, ever the opportunist, cut me off with a mischievous grin.
“Thank you! Yes, I'm quite lucky to have such a young wife and cute daughter!” he chuckled, wrapping his arm around my shoulders with an easy familiarity before winking at me.
“Yeah! We're a happy family!” Hana giggled, catching on to the playful ruse as her eyes sparkled with delight at the game Nagumo was playing. “Daddy, can I have extra sprinkles on my ice cream?”
“Yes, anything for our dear Hana-chan! My sweet daughter!” Nagumo responded, his voice full of mock seriousness.
He tickled and hugged Hana gently, making her giggle louder, her laughter bouncing off the walls of the dessert shop. I stood there, flustered and at a loss for words. My mouth opened and closed a few times as I tried to find the right thing to say, but all I managed was a small, awkward smile. The shop owner's eyes were full of warmth and affection, completely convinced by Nagumo's and Hana's playful act.
As we ordered our desserts, I couldn't help but notice how natural Nagumo seemed in this role. He exuded a warmth and charm that made it easy for others to believe in the illusion he had created. His dark hair and eyes matched Hana's so well that it was no wonder the shop owner had mistaken them for father and daughter. With my presence completing the picture, it was easy to see why she had assumed we were a family.
“Here you go, a big strawberry ice cream with extra sprinkles for the little princess…” the shopkeeper said, handing Hana her treat with a fond smile.
“Thank you!” Hana exclaimed, her eyes wide with excitement as she took her ice cream.
Nagumo and I both received our own desserts and coffee and he, in his usual generous manner, took care of the bill before we made our way to a cozy spot at a small table. Throughout the entire interaction, I could feel the amused glances of the other customers, and it only added to my flustered state. Sitting down, I couldn't help but glance at Nagumo, who seemed entirely unbothered by the whole situation.
“Enjoy your treat, everyone!” the shop owner called out as she returned to her work.
Hana, her face lighting up with delight, dove into her strawberry ice cream adorned with colorful sprinkles.
“This is so yummy!” Hana exclaimed between giggles, her eyes sparkling with happiness.
“I'm glad you like it, Hana-chan!” Nagumo replied warmly, casting a fond glance at her before turning his playful gaze toward me. “Nana-chan, you were positively adorable back there, all flustered and blushing.”
“Yo-chan, you really shouldn't have played along like that. It was embarrassing!” I chided, a slight frown betraying my lingering embarrassment as my cheeks retained their rosy hue.
“Oh, come on, Nana-chan. It was harmless fun!” Nagumo chuckled, tousling Hana's hair affectionately as she giggled along with us. “You should have seen your own expression! And besides, Hana-chan seemed to get a kick out of it.”
“Yeah, Aunt Na-chan! It was so funny!” Hana chimed in, her laughter bubbling with infectious joy.
“But you have to admit, we made quite a convincing family…” Nagumo teased with a mischievous smirk.
“Still, you didn't have to... to...” I huffed, crossing my arms and searching for the right words.
“To what? To acknowledge how lucky I am to have such a beautiful young wife and an adorable daughter?” Nagumo interjected playfully, his grin widening. 
“Stop teasing me, baka!” I scowled, though a hint of a smile tugged at the corners of my lips.
“You two are funny! Just like a real mommy and daddy!” Hana added with a wide grin, clearly amused by our banter.
Despite my initial embarrassment, I couldn't help but smile at Hana's innocent comment. The warmth between us was palpable in that quaint confectionary shop. As Nagumo and Hana continued their playful interaction, a sense of contentment settled over me. For that brief and sweet afternoon, sitting together like this, we truly felt like a family.
As I leisurely sipped my coffee, I observed Nagumo and Hana engrossed in lively conversation, their laughter and chatter creating a warm ambiance around our table. Nagumo, with his characteristic charm and animated gestures, was deep in conversation with Hana. He asked her about school life, her friends, and her hobbies, and in return, regaled her with amusing anecdotes about her father Taro Sakamoto during their days at JCC. Hana, wide-eyed and fully attentive, hung on every word, finding immense amusement in learning about her father's youthful antics.
Notorious for the intricate tattoos adorning his whole body, Nagumo even showcased a few to Hana which were on his arms and neck, sharing stories behind some of the designs. His playful side emerged as he performed magic tricks with his dice, deftly making them disappear into thin air, leaving Hana marveling with wonder.
Nagumo possessed a natural affinity for interacting with children, a skill that seemed effortless for him. Not everyone could engage with youngsters as effortlessly as he did. Beyond his knack for connecting with kids, Nagumo genuinely enjoyed their company. Whether it was indulging in sweets together, sharing stories, or simply engaging in playful banter, he thrived in their presence. It made me reflect on what kind of father he might one day become. I couldn't help but imagine him as the epitome of a cool, fun-loving dad—someone his children would undoubtedly adore. His inherent warmth and ability to create joyful moments would undoubtedly make him a cherished figure in his children's lives. It was a thought that filled me with a sense of certainty and warmth.
Contemplating Nagumo's future, I couldn't shake the question of whether he would ever find it within himself to settle down and create a family of his own. His career as a professional assassin, aligned with both JAA and the Order, presented formidable obstacles to such aspirations. I reflected on my cousin Taro's experience—he had made the difficult decision to exit the assassin world in order to build a family with Aoi. Their journey underscored the sacrifices and challenges inherent in balancing a life of danger with the desire for domesticity.
In contrast, my parents had boldly chosen to defy the odds, navigating the perilous waters of their profession while choosing to marry and eventually bring me into the world. Their decision to start a family despite the risks spoke volumes about their love and commitment. I had always felt their affection deeply, and their words of gratitude for having me in their lives were a testament to their unwavering devotion. I cherished the bond we shared and considered myself fortunate to call them my parents.
Turning my thoughts back to Nagumo, I couldn't help but ponder his stance on relationships and marriage. He was a different case altogether. From what I knew of him, he had never ventured into a serious romantic entanglement despite his charm and affable nature. While he had casually dated during his tenure at JCC, those interactions had never progressed beyond the superficial, likely due to the inherent risks of his profession. His profession as an assassin imposed significant barriers to forming lasting attachments, and I wondered if he harbored any desires for a more settled life.
The thought gnawed at me—did he envision a future that involved settling down and sharing his life with someone?
Presently, Nagumo remained single and unattached, with no apparent romantic interests or crushes on the horizon. If there was someone he fancied, I believed I would have been aware of it by now. And yet, despite the passing years, my own feelings for him had not waned. I still harbored a deep affection, nurtured from the innocence of childhood. Now, as a young woman, I found myself contemplating whether it was time to disclose my feelings to him.
I had grown since those innocent beginnings of admiration when I harbored a childish crush. My experiences had shaped me into a mature individual, and I knew Nagumo must see me differently now—a woman rather than the girl he had once known. If he didn't, then it was up to me to make him see me in a new light. I resolved to take the initiative in altering his perception. The thought emboldened me, stirring a resolve to confront my feelings and perhaps take a chance on love with Nagumo, despite the uncertainties that lay ahead.
The question lingered in my mind like a persistent whisper, echoing through the depths of my thoughts. If I were to muster the courage and convey my feelings to Nagumo, would he reciprocate? Could I dare to hope that he might accept me as more than a friend—a potential girlfriend, even?
It wasn't merely a matter of summoning bravery; it was about navigating the uncertainties that accompanied such a confession. Nagumo, entrenched in a perilous profession as an assassin, had forged a life defined by danger and unpredictability. His world was a stark contrast to the stability and security that traditional relationships often required. Would he be willing to venture into uncharted emotional territory, to explore the possibility of intimacy and commitment with me?
My heart fluttered with a mixture of anticipation and apprehension. I had known Nagumo for years, watching him navigate life with his characteristic charm and wit. Yet, beneath his affable demeanor lay a complexity that intrigued and, at times, perplexed me. Would he view my confession as an unexpected revelation, or had he perhaps sensed the undercurrent of affection that had lingered between us?
I replayed our interactions in my mind, searching for signs—subtle hints that might indicate his feelings toward me. Had there been moments when his gaze lingered a fraction longer, or his smile held a deeper warmth? Or had I been projecting my own desires onto our friendship, seeing what I wished to see rather than what was truly there?
These questions swirled within me, intertwining with memories of shared laughter, meaningful conversations, and the undeniable bond we had forged over the years. If I were to take the leap and confess my love, would it risk our friendship, or could it potentially blossom into something more profound—a partnership built on trust, mutual respect, and a shared journey through life's uncertainties?
The thought both excited and terrified me. Yet, as I contemplated the possibility of revealing my feelings to Nagumo, I knew that uncertainty was an inevitable part of love. Perhaps, in embracing vulnerability and expressing my truth, I would discover that our connection ran deeper than I had ever imagined—a bond resilient enough to weather the challenges that lay ahead.
"Nana-chan, my dear wife?" Nagumo's teasing voice interrupted my reverie, his smirk pulling me back from my thoughts. "Looks like you're lost in deep contemplation. What's brewing in that pretty little head of yours?"
"Nothing much…" I sighed softly, a smile tugging at my lips as I took another sip of coffee before glancing affectionately at Hana, who was immersed in her delight over the ice cream. "I was just thinking how much Hana-chan is enjoying herself here."
Noticing a smear of ice cream lingering at the corner of Hana's lips, I reached out instinctively, gently wiping it away with my finger before casually licking it off. Nagumo's eyes widened slightly at the unexpected gesture. In response, he theatrically smeared a bit of cream from his pastry near his lips, turning towards me expectantly.
"Honey, could you do me a favor and wipe this off?" Nagumo's request was playful, his pout exaggerated, eliciting an eye roll and a playful scoff from me.
"Handle it yourself, hubby…" I retorted playfully, tossing a few napkins in his direction.
"Aww, Hana-chan, see how mean Mommy is?" Nagumo exaggerated further, continuing the playful charade.
"Yeah! Mommy, stop being mean to Daddy!" Hana chimed in, giggling mischievously as she joined the game.
"Okay, you two, enough!" I laughed, pretending to scold them both, before reaching out to playfully pinch their cheeks simultaneously.
Our laughter filled the air around us, creating a warm, lively atmosphere in the cozy confectionery shop. As we bantered and teased each other, I couldn't help but revel in the joy of the moment. Despite the teasing and the playful dynamics, there was an underlying warmth and closeness between us. It felt almost like a glimpse into what a real family might feel like—filled with love, laughter, and genuine affection.
The afternoon sun filtered through the windows, casting a gentle glow over our little tableau. Hana's laughter echoed in the background, blending with Nagumo's teasing banter. In that moment, surrounded by sweetness and laughter, I couldn't deny the fondness that had grown for Nagumo over the years. He had become more than a childhood friend; he was someone who understood me deeply, someone who brought lightness and joy into my life.
As we enjoyed our treats and shared moments of lightheartedness, I couldn't shake the lingering thought—the possibility of what could be if I dared to express the feelings that had been quietly simmering within me. It was a daunting prospect, yet one that held the promise of something beautiful and profound.
But for now, I was content to bask in the warmth of our playful camaraderie, savoring the simple pleasures of being together in that cozy corner of the world, where laughter flowed freely and love lingered in the air.
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nanaosaki3940 · 5 months ago
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Sakamoto Days Manga Chapter 170
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The new Order gang was on to them and suddenly Shin's disguise got dissolved out of nowhere!! Like why!!! 😭😭😭
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Nagumo coming in to rescue Shin!! My cutie bae looking beautiful as always!! Just look at his smile!! 😍🥰💕💖😘
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Also, Shishiba looks hella conflicted in this chapter... like he doesn't wanna fight Nagumo and Sakamoto... 👀👀👀
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I can't get over this new Nagumo-Sakamoto-Shin team-up!! 🤩
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Hana's birthday cake got destroyed 😭 Not Nagumo eating that cake lmao like why 😂 Sakamoto crying because he couldn't give Hana her cake 🥺🤧 Now Sakamoto's thinking about leaving??? 😳😳😳
Also, Happy Father's Day to Taro Sakamoto!!! 🥳🥳🥳
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nanaosaki3940 · 4 months ago
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Sakamoto Days Manga Chapter 173
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Thank god the current JAA chairman isn't Uzuki's biological brother!! Uzuki's just an orphan who grew up with Gaku and the others in that orphanage. 😩 I would've hated that if he was actually related to the chairman...
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Them being runaways!!! 😍🥰 Now I see why people ship them so bad!! 💕💕💕
And my thoughts about the Uzuki-Rion ship vs. the Nagumo-Rion ship...
I'm not one to ship characters unless their relationship is made canon by the mangaka. However, I can understand why people ship Uzuki and Rion together. They have a certain charm, and their interactions in the Sakamoto flashback arc were indeed quite shippable.
On the other hand, the idea of Nagumo and Rion as a couple doesn't hold up. Neither Nagumo nor Rion has ever shown romantic interest in the other. Their dynamic is more akin to that of siblings, with their banter and bickering reflecting a deep friendship rather than a romantic connection. The Nagumo-Sakamoto-Rion trio exemplifies true friendship, portraying how best friends interact and support each other. Throughout the series, Nagumo never exhibits romantic feelings when thinking about Rion; his memories of her are purely platonic.
Some might argue that Nagumo's inability to move on from the past and his obsession with uncovering the truth behind Rion's death suggest romantic feelings. However, this is not the case. Nagumo is simply a person who cannot let go of the past until he solves the mysteries that haunt him. Unlike Sakamoto, who tries to forget the past to lessen his pain, Nagumo needs closure. He is determined to uncover what happened to Rion during the year she disappeared with Uzuki, only to be found dead later with Uzuki beside her. The circumstances are undeniably suspicious, and Nagumo's pursuit of the truth is driven by his loyalty and love for Rion as a best friend, not as a romantic interest.
Consider the circumstances: Rion ran off to catch Uzuki, vanished for over a year, and was then found dead with Uzuki alive by her side. It’s impossible to dismiss this as mere coincidence. This is why Nagumo, even while working for the JAA and the Order, continued to investigate behind the scenes. He needs to understand what truly happened that year. For Nagumo, this isn't about romantic love; it’s about caring deeply for his best friend and seeking justice for her.
This distinction highlights the differences between Sakamoto and Nagumo. Both were deeply hurt and affected by Rion's death and Uzuki's probable involvement, but their coping mechanisms diverged. Sakamoto chose to escape from the pain, trying to forget the past by running away from it. However, this approach worked until the recent events pulled him back into the chaos and forced him to confront these memories, turning him into a fugitive and separating him from his family. Nagumo, in contrast, couldn’t move on without knowing the truth. He needs to uncover what happened to Rion, especially given the suspicious circumstances surrounding Uzuki's survival.
In my opinion, Nagumo and Rion do not share a romantic relationship, nor does Yuto Suzuki-sensei portray them as such. Their relationship is rooted in deep friendship and loyalty. However, I understand why people ship Rion with Uzuki, and I'm eager to delve deeper into their backstory.
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nanaosaki3940 · 5 months ago
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Sakamoto Days Fanfic
Just published my first Sakamoto Days fanfic called - Love In The Line Of Fire [Sakamoto Days] 🥰🥰🥰
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nanaosaki3940 · 5 months ago
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Sakamoto Days Anime Official Teaser Trailer
Bitches, it's finally here!!! 🤩😍🥰🥳🤗👏✨
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The series has been revealed to be produced by TMS Entertainment and is scheduled to broadcast in January 2025.
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Main Staff:
Original work & Screenplay: Yuto Suzuki
Director: Masaki Watanabe
Series Composition: Taku Kishimoto
Character Design: Yo Moriyama
Production Studio: TMS Entertainment
Main Cast (VAs):
Taro Sakamoto: Tomokazu Sugita
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nanaosaki3940 · 4 months ago
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Sakamoto Days Manga Chapter 171
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Nagumo being the pookie like always... Eating Hana's birthday cake while giving Sakamoto the "I told you so" lecture 😂😂😂 He truly is the greatest "best friend" character you can find in the current Shonen era. 🥰🥰🥰🥰
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Best married couple ever written in the entire shonen genre!! 💖
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Uzuki being a menace here!!! He's fucking back, y'all!!!😨😱
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