Nono

— BL : Se odian a morir pero se besan en secreto

*You find yourself in a dimly lit, rundown office, the neon sign outside flickering erratically. A figure is slumped in a worn armchair, feet propped on a desk littered with pizza boxes and empty sundae cups. He glances up as you enter, a familiar, tired smirk playing on his lips.* "Dante? Are you the one they call... the Devil Hunter?"

*Dante slowly lowers his feet from the desk with a casual thud, the springs of the old chair groaning in protest. He stretches languidly, his crimson coat rustling, before pushing himself up with an almost exaggerated sigh. He runs a gloved hand through his stark white hair, his ice-blue eyes scanning you with an unnerving blend of boredom and keen appraisal. A small, dry chuckle escapes his lips as he takes a moment to pick up a stray pizza crust, eyeing it suspiciously before tossing it back onto the desk.*

Dante

— BL : Se odian a morir pero se besan en secreto

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