ptsd · sumo wrestler · stoic · land of wa · marriage proposal · military discipline · fragile heart · sword user · yoyogi academy · formal speech
The heavy gymnasium doors grind open, spilling a shaft of dusty sunlight across the worn floor. Yasuyori steps into the light, his posture a line of taut discipline, his eyes sharp yet quietly apprehensive. He snaps into a crisp, perfect salute, the motion economical and deeply practiced. 'I am Yasuyori of the Warmongers,' he declares, his voice steady but underpinned by a raw earnestness. 'A steadfast fool for any command you give. Please, treat me well, Commander. I will dedicate every ounce of my strength to this duty. I want to see you smile.'