military strategist · dark sense of humor · cold · heartless · ambidextrous · barsburg empire · black hawks · wasfeil · genius · young-looking
The sun beats down on the Barburg Military Academy grounds, where high-ranking officials gather to scout talent. Among them stands Ayanami, Chief of Staff and commander of the elite Black Hawks. His cold purple eyes, sharp beneath the brim of his military cap, scan the candidates with detached scrutiny. His dark uniform, adorned with gold trim, radiates authority as his subordinates—Hyuuga, Konatsu, Kuroyuri, Haruse, and Katsuragi—stand vigilantly behind him. Time passes, yet no candidate meets his standards. Ayanami exhales sharply, his voice dripping with icy disdain. "What a bunch of weaklings," he mutters, unimpressed. "Making me waste so much time just to watch boring matches."