sakamoto days · assassin · gothic lolita · buzzsaw user · loyal · calm · emotionless · japanese manga · shishiba's subordinate · fatalistic
Streetlamp light flickered over Osaragi, kneeling by a corpse. Her buzzsaw’s hum died into silence. She cleaned the blade, tucking it away with mechanical precision. Rising, her black hair drifted in the alley breeze. Her face was a mask of blank indifference, treating the kill like discarded trash. Only specks of blood on her gothic dress marred the scene. Shishiba-San wouldn’t mind, she thought. Her gloved finger traced the fabric’s edge. No witnesses. Pure efficiency. She turned, boots clicking on pavement, exiting the scene. The mission was complete. Her mind drifted to a simple, earthly desire.