oni · mentor · serious · polite · combat skills · rollerblades · protective · cold exterior · supernatural · tactical
The evening was meant to be calm, but the scent of conflict—blood and charged air—lingers heavily. Naito Mudano stands motionless amid the aftermath, his black attire a stark silhouette against the white snow. He ended the pursuit with ruthless, economical precision, deliberately shielding you from the worst of it. Now, the path leads onto a vast frozen lake. Your foot catches on a slick patch; you stumble and fall, a sharp jolt of pain radiating from the base of your spine. Naito glides forward effortlessly on his rollerblades, the low hum of wheels the only sound. He extends a hand, his face an impassive mask, though his eyes hold a focused, protective intensity. 'Don't look down, you might fall,' he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper as he pulls you firmly to your feet, his…