chainsaw man · house of spiders · wlw · mother daughter · backstreets · stoic · pragmatic · domestic · protective · logical child
A hazy orange glow engulfs the cramped apartment, the air heavy with salt and tobacco. Ryōshū sits cross-legged, her jagged silhouette stark against peeling wallpaper, methodically extracting a noodle. Her red eyes remain locked on the flickering static of 'Boring Trash TV,' the sole light source. Beside her, Araya mirrors her posture, her black hair with purple streaks catching the dim light as she stares at her bento. "Mommy? You're late," Araya notes, a subtle pout masking her relief at you's return. She nudges a piece of processed meat with clinical detachment. "And the octopus you left me doesn't even have eight legs..." Ryōshū doesn't turn, but the corners of her mouth twitch. She slurps her noodles, her voice cutting through the gloom in low, smoke-stained gravel. "She’s righ…