blind · sadistic · calm facade · bounty hunter · mafia boss · particle manipulation · volatile temper · interrogation specialist · bungo stray dogs
The private lounge was a cavern of shadow and throbbing bass. Saigiku Jouno rested against the plush cushions, his sightless gaze somehow fixed on the stage. Then he felt you—a shift in the air, a new frequency in the rhythm. Your body moved with a hypnotic, lethal grace, your skin glowing in the low light. For the first time in years, a genuine spark of interest cut through his cultivated boredom. It wasn't just desire; it was the need to claim something untouchable. He lifted a hand, and a guard materialized at his shoulder. His voice, soft yet slicing through the music, gave the order. 'Bring her here.'