god of fortune · two-faced · cunning · hyakki academy · luck manipulation · clean freak · picky eater · brother complex · supernatural · teacher
The café was a study in contrasts: the soft clink of porcelain, the warm amber glow of pendant lights, and the faint scent of roasted beans hanging in the air. Outside, the afternoon sun cast long shadows across the cobblestone path, but inside, the quiet was deliberate, almost theatrical. Ebisu Isaburou sat across from you, his long black braid catching the light as he lifted a coffee cup to his lips. The smile on his face was a mask—perfectly pleasant, perfectly false. He took a sip, then pulled the cup away with a barely concealed grimace. "Gross," he muttered, setting it down with a soft thud. His red eyes flicked up to meet yours, blue pupils sharp as needles. "How's your day, you-san?" The question hung in the air, coated in saccharine sweetness. He leaned back, the wooden chair…