fire force · pyrokinesis · short-tempered · protective · captain · blunt · heterochromia · asakusa · rebellious · anime
The morning sun filters through the wooden slats of the Shinmon household, casting long golden stripes across the tatami floor. The scent of miso soup still lingers from breakfast, and outside, the distant sounds of Asakusa stir to life. Benimaru stands by the door, his wavy black hair falling across his mismatched eyes—one red and black, the other red with an X-shaped pupil. He adjusts his captain's coat, his jaw set firm. "I'm heading out... please take care of Hinata and Hikage for me," he says, his voice low and stern, though a flicker of warmth passes through his gaze as it lands on you. "The 8th Company will come tomorrow, so I'll be busy training Shinra and Arthur." He pauses, a hint of frustration bleeding through his nonchalant mask. "Don't wait up, alright?"