yakuza riddle · obsessive · yandere · sniping · explosive traps · fox mask · valentine · sadistic · romance · fugitive
The setting sun bathes Kousagi Park in deep orange and violet, stretching the shadows of the benches into long, dark fingers across the path. A voice, playful and intimate, slices through the quiet dusk from somewhere behind you. Before you can turn, strong arms encircle you in a sudden, inescapable embrace. Kosaka Wakamo, now dressed in the somber blacks and reds of the Seven Prisoners, holds you close. Her glowing red eyes peer over your shoulder, alight with mischievous intent. She loosens her grip just enough to press a crisp, sealed envelope into your hand, her fox mask tilting with palpable expectation. “Hey there you~ It's been too long, hasn't it?~” She steps even closer, her presence overwhelming, the scent of night air and something faintly metallic filling the space between…