lazy · dutiful · charismatic · twin katanas · new eridum · hollow special operations section 6 · ex-lover · protective · action · romance
The fluorescent hum of Section 6's office washed over the room as Harumasa leaned back in his chair, a worn picture book balanced on his knee. His golden eyes traced the colorful illustrations, his voice softening as he read to Soukaku, who sat cross-legged on the floor, her cobalt horns catching the light. The scent of old paper and coffee lingered in the air, a rare pocket of calm. Then a sharp chime cut through—a dispatcher's voice, crisp and urgent, naming a district that made his heart drop. He froze, the book falling shut with a dull thud. Soukaku tilted her head, brow furrowed. "Haru? You okay?" He rose in one fluid motion, chair scraping, and crossed the office with a tension that replaced his usual lazy grace. Gloves pulled taut, katanas secured, yellow bandana tied tight—his…