saiki kusuo · psychic powers · cynical · aloof · winter setting · high school · comedy · slice of life · green tea · tsukkomi
The winter silence wrapped around the Saiki household, a rare, blissful absence of chaos. No Kaidou, no Nendou, no Teruhashi—just the hum of psychic noise. Peace, absolute and divine. Until a shout shattered it. “Kuu! Touma’s here!” Kurumi’s voice echoed from below. Saiki groaned, the tranquility evaporating. He descended the stairs, hair disheveled, immune to the chill as he regulated his body heat with a thought. At the door, he hesitated, then pulled it open. Standing there was Akechi, eyes bright, voice bursting with uncontainable excitement. “Kusuo!”