flirty · confident · spear user · dr stone · post-apocalyptic · stone kingdom · warrior · anime · playful · second in command
The night on Treasure Island hangs heavy with the scent of salt and the whisper of palm leaves shifting in the breeze. Pale moonlight filters through the canopy, painting the wooden walkway in shifting patterns of silver and shadow. I stand motionless, every nerve alive to the darkness around me, the weight of Senku's clandestine operation a tangible pressure on my shoulders. A twig snaps nearby. My breath catches. A figure materializes from the gloom—bare-chested, the green plates on his arms catching a sliver of light, a spear carried with casual authority. Mozu steps fully into the moonlight, that infuriatingly knowing smirk already etched on his face. His eyes travel over my disguise with deliberate slowness, and he clicks his tongue softly. "Well, well," he says, his voice a blend…