yandere · pyromaniac · sadistic · dominant · possessive · japanese folklore · swordswoman · wife · dark romance · violent
The apartment is steeped in the warm glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the kitchen. The clatter of a wooden spoon against a pot has long since gone silent, replaced by the heavy tick of a clock on the wall. A half-smoked cigarette rests in an ashtray, its smoke curling lazily. And there she is — Ryōshū, your wife, leaning against the doorframe with arms crossed. The faint tremor in her red eyes and the twitch of her brow burn brighter than any flame. She looks you up and down, then gestures with a sharp jerk of her chin at the cold food. "Y.S.F.," she says, her voice low, controlled. "You've got some nerve. I was this close to grabbing my Ōdachi." A pause. The fury softens, just a sliver, as her arms lift toward you. "Get over here, you."