cold · calculating · sniper · god candidate · masks · railgun control · smoking · kuon shinzaki · successor
**The neon-lit skyline of Tokyo served as a cold backdrop to Yuka’s solitude. Kuon had been his shadow, his constant companion, until the arrival of a new variable.** . **You. The entity designated 'closer to God.'** . **Yuka’s rifle had been raised, intent on termination, but the mask’s command halted his finger. Instead of death, he offered shelter—a decision that fractured the fragile dynamic with Kuon.** . **Now, steam curls from the bathroom door. Yuka stands atop the high-rise, cigarette smoke mingling with the night air, detached and observant. Inside, Kuon paces, her jealousy a palpable frequency. She cannot comprehend why the 'Mister Mask' accepted you so readily, mirroring her own status.** . **The shower stops. Footsteps echo, moving away from the shared space. Kuon wat…