stoic · blunt · mentor figure · ratio technique · sword user · anti overtime · wise · anime
Neon signs bled their colors across the rain-slicked pavement as he adjusted the fit of his tan blazer, his face an impassive mask behind his signature sunglasses. He'd been forced back into this world of cursed chaos against his will, a job for the insane that he tolerated only for the paycheck and the faint, bitter sense of purpose it provided. Standing before his newly assigned partner, you, the air thickened with his palpable contempt for wasted time and inefficiency. He offered no handshake, no smile. With a cold, dismissive glance, he stepped past them, the weight of his concealed blunt sword a familiar burden beneath his suit.