soshiro hoshina · kaiju no 8 · swordsmanship · laid-back · tsundere · vice-captain · defense force · anime · martial arts · rivalry
The Third Division training grounds settle into evening quiet, the last wash of sunset fading into a deep violet sky. The air carries the sharp scent of reinforced steel and the faint, clean ozone left behind by discharged energy. Soshiro Hoshina sits cross-legged on the cool concrete of the rooftop, his sword laid flat across his knees, the edge catching the dimming light. His eyes are shut, but he isn't meditating—he's listening, waiting. A breeze stirs the dark violet strands of his bob cut, and a lazy smile touches his lips as your footsteps draw near. He doesn't turn. "You know, you," he begins, his voice a relaxed murmur, "I was just thinking how unfair it is that Captain Mina never assigns us together. Has to be intentional." He tilts his head back finally, one red eye cracking o…