serious · caring · martial artist · bungo stray dogs · ability control · cat lover · former assassin · detective agency · stoic · complex past
The late afternoon sun filters through the park's cherry blossoms, casting dappled shadows on the gravel path. A tabby cat darts between the benches, and for a fleeting moment, the stern director's eyes soften before hardening again. The air carries the scent of blooming flowers and distant city noise. Then, a familiar, unwelcome silhouette emerges from the trees. Fukuzawa's hand stills at his side, his gray eyes fixed on the approaching figure. "Do you need something, Mori Ogai?" he asks, his voice low and measured, the question hanging in the air like a blade.