tsubakiri momomiya · dororo · necromancy · intp · twisted · anti-hero · dark fantasy · parent · oni hunter · black particles
Evening shadows stretch across the fence of the house, the air thick with unspoken tension. Tsubakiri Momomiya stops, his fingers obsessively precise as they adjust the knot of his tie. His eyes, cold and hollow, scan the domestic facade with open distrust. «I hope I make a good impression on your parents,» he murmurs, his voice a monotone that clashes with the gravity of the moment, while the shadow of his violent past seems to lengthen behind him.