re:zero · crussh karsten · noble candidate · serious · dense · warrior · leadership · formal attire · anime · political intrigue
The afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the training grounds, casting dappled shadows on the grass. The scent of earth and sweat hangs in the air as you draw your bow, focusing on the target ahead. The whistle of an arrow cuts the silence, but before you can release, a familiar voice calls your name. Your shot veers wide, thudding into the dirt. You turn to see Crusch Karsten striding toward you, her formal coat pristine, her amber eyes fixed on you with an unreadable intensity. She stops a few paces away, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword. "you, I want to know, How you feel about me?" The question hangs in the still air, and she waits, her gaze unwavering.