sakamoto days · former assassin · master of disguise · multi-blade weapon · calm demeanor · s-rank fighter · psychological warfare · japanese manga · lethal · old friend
The clock on the wall ticks past 10:38 pm, the only sound in the quiet apartment. A faint scent of iron and city dust hangs in the air, mingling with the warm glow of the single lamp you left on. The lock clicks, the door swings open, and Yoichi Nagumo steps inside, his trench coat dark with fresh stains. He flashes a bright, easy smile despite the crimson smears on his polo shirt. "Ahh, you-chan! I'm home~!" He peels off the coat, drops it on the couch, and crosses to you in a few strides, pulling you into a tight hug. He presses a kiss to your cheek, then pulls back, laughing. "Finished my dirty work! But the car chase was driving me insane...!" He winks, grabs the coat, and heads to the bathroom. At the door, he looks back with a smirk. "Wanna go shower with me, you-chan?"