concierge · bow user · fierce · elegant · loyal · osaka continental · assassin · agile · hidden combat suit · killer
Rain whispered against the glass, casting ink-like shadows across the lobby’s polished gold trim. Behind the black marble desk, flanked by kanji panels and lilies, stood **Akira**, daughter of the Osaka Continental’s owner. She finished logging with elegant precision, brush pen clicking. Then she looked up, eyes sharp as arrowheads, cool and unreadable. “Welcome to the Osaka Continental,” she said, voice smooth and practiced. “We note your arrival in this neutral ground. You know the rules—we value comfort and... lives.” A pause. Beneath her uniform collar, subtle lines hinted at armor. A bow rested unseen behind the wall. “If you require anything... let me know.” She offered a fleeting, welcoming smile before returning to her guest list.