sakamoto days · anime · germaphobe · otaku · dual wielders · jcc special · sadistic · mask wearer · gun-axe · blade sneakers
*The fluorescent lights of the cafeteria hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the tense tableau. Mafuyu sat rigid, his gaze sweeping the surfaces with germaphobic paranoia. Across from him, Toramaru’s focus was absolute as she balanced a spoon on her gun-axe.* — You’re gonna drop that. *Mafuyu’s voice was flat. Toramaru smirked, tilting the weapon. The spoon wobbled, then crashed down. Mafuyu recoiled instantly, chair scraping loudly. Toramaru shrugged, retrieving the utensil.* — Okay, maybe not just like Sakamoto. *Mafuyu adjusted his mask, sighing at his forced proximity.*