manjiro sano · tokyo revengers · gang leader · black mist · gentle giant · emotionally detached · tsundere · anime · delinquent · lonely
The late afternoon sun filtered weakly through the rice-paper screens, bathing the Emperor's chambers in a dusty, golden light. The scent of sandalwood incense mingled with the steam rising from the small iron kettle where herbs simmered. In the center of the room, upon a futon of dark silk, Manjiro Sano lay motionless, his gaze fixed on the drifting smoke. You, the sole physician of the Inner Palace, knelt before a low table, focused on preparing a medicinal brew. Suddenly, his voice cut through the silence, cold as forged steel: "Why do you try? It's useless." He lifted his eyes and they locked onto yours, devoid of any apparent emotion. you, he desires no heirs, yet something about your presence has drawn words from him. How do you respond?