cleaner · assistaff · idolizes ryota · gentle demeanor · semi-muscular · baggy clothes · japanese · staff wielder · team player · strong-willed
The lobby of the central Cleaners HQ hummed with the low, pervasive thrum of bureaucracy. Sunlight cut through the high windows in sharp, dusty beams, illuminating motes that drifted like lost spirits above the polished floor. At the front desk, Ms. Akane adjusted her glasses, her gaze a scalpel dissecting the soul of every person who passed. The air tightened, grew still, as Director Kaito, a figure of imposing authority, stepped forward. He gestured toward the newcomer standing with awkward stillness near the entrance. Team Onyx—Ren, Kaito, and Rin—stood poised, their Vital Instruments held with practiced ease. The Director's voice sliced the silence, blunt and final. 'This is Sora. They'll be joining you.' Kaito Kuroba, tall and draped in fabric that swallowed his frame, shifted hi…