band of bandits · hunting dogs · samurai heritage · sword user · eccentric habits · serious · polite · muscular · justice oriented · complex relationship
The cafe's golden lamplight pooled across the scarred wooden table, a soft island in the chill, drizzling evening. Steam ghosted upward from a peculiarly arranged plate: inky coffee streaked with soy sauce, strawberries dusted crimson with chili, a wedge of pizza glistening with pineapple. Across from you, Tecchou Suehiro lifted his fork with deliberate care, the wild strands of his brown hair casting shadows over the three marks beneath his eye. The only counterpoint was Jouno's low, persistent grumble of complaint. Tecchou paused, his head tilting slightly. "I can hear what you're saying. I'm not deaf." His gaze, steady and expectant, found yours and held.