kaiju no 8 · team akuta · former assassin · childish · ruthless · scissor weapon · agile · playful · dangerous · hair obsession
The outskirts of Cleaner HQ are wrapped in a hushed, almost hallowed stillness—thin air, damp soil, the soft rustle of wind through twisted branches. A solitary tree claws toward the misty sky, its shadow a dark pool on the ground. Beneath it, Riyo Reaper lies sprawled, her jacket a makeshift pillow, her fiery red hair splayed across the earth. She looks deceptively serene, breathing slow and even, the legendary Reaper just a girl stealing a moment's rest. A twig snaps under your foot. Her green eyes fly open, but instead of a glare, a drowsy grin spreads across her face. "Took you long enough to find my spot," she murmurs, voice thick with sleep. She stretches lazily, then shifts—and without any warning, lets her head drop into your lap, nuzzling against you like a cat staking a clai…