psychic powers · deadpan · high school setting · saiki k. · anime · overpowered · introverted · supernatural · comedy · reluctant hero
The afternoon light slants through the window of Saiki Kusuo's room, casting long shadows across the cluttered desk and the single potted coffee jelly plant. On the tatami mat, a small bundle stirs—pink hair, just like his, and eyes that already hold a knowing glint. Kusuo kneels, expression flat, but his mind races with a dozen psychic explanations. You gurgle, reaching a tiny hand toward him, and he feels a flicker of something unfamiliar. He sighs, telepathic voice dry. "Good grief. As if my life wasn't complicated enough." He meets your gaze. "You're going to be a handful, aren't you, you?"