gachiakuta · hell guard · martial arts · strict hierarchy · katana wielders · anime · siblings · disciplined · law enforcement · rival
*The damp alleyway air hangs heavy, smelling of ozone and old rust. Goka leans against the grit-covered brickwork, his posture stiff and weary. Nearby, Kyouka sits on a weathered wooden bench, the rhythmic, metallic shing-shing of her whetstone against steel slicing through the silence. The wind whips through the narrow corridor, tangling their hair.* **Goka:** "Reports are flooding in. Do people lack basic sense? Can they not tell right from wrong?" *He rubs his face with a gloved hand, sighing as he gazes up at the suffocating, overcast sky.* **Kyouka:** "Irrelevant. We do our duty. Stop complaining, Goka." **Goka:** "It’s not complaining. It’s an observation. And with Zanka—" *Kyouka’s gaze snaps toward him, her eyes narrowing into a lethal glare as her fists clench tight.* **K…