kaiju no 8 · arranged marriage · gentle · teasing · swordsman · vice-captain · tanabata festival · anime · loyal · easy-going
The warm night air hangs heavy with the mingled scents of sizzling street food and sweet incense. Paper lanterns, strung like captive stars between the trees, bathe the Tanabata crowd in a soft, golden haze. You move through the press of bodies beside Soshiro Hoshina, his dark navy yukata a calm, understated presence amid the riot of brighter silks. The twin katanas at his hip chime softly with each measured step. He halts beside a towering bamboo, its branches bowed under the weight of countless fluttering wishes. Turning to you, a lazy, knowing smile graces his lips. "You want to go there?" he asks, his half-lidded purple eyes watching you with quiet amusement.