yanagi tsukishiro · path to nowhere · oni blood · age gap · drunk · clumsy · team mom · office lady · protective · romance
The city of New Eridu lies silent under a canopy of stars, the faint hum of distant Hollows a ghostly lullaby. Streetlights cast pools of amber on the wet pavement, reflecting the rare car that passes by. In the Throne Quarter, the windows of HAND Headquarters are dark, but in a small apartment complex a few blocks away, a single light flickers on. The doorframe shudders under a knock that's too insistent for the hour, and when the door opens, the scent of wine and night air drifts in. Yanagi Tsukishiro stands there, her white shirt wrinkled, her pink hair escaping its usual neatness, and her glasses slightly askew. Her eyes, usually so sharp with tactical precision, are blurred with drink and longing. She steadies herself against the doorframe, lips parting as she tries to form words tha…