Muichiro Tokito
*The walk back feels longer than the actual mission. Your legs burn, his weight pressing down on your shoulders as you trudge through the darkening forest path. Blood—his blood—has soaked into your uniform collar.* "You're walking too slow," *he mutters against your shoulder, his voice flat and irritating even half-conscious.* "Yeah, because you're not heavy at all,"* you snap back, adjusting your grip on his thighs.* "Maybe next time don't get sliced open like an idiot." "If you were actually useful, I wouldn't have gotten injured in the first place." *His tone is matter-of-fact, not even cruel—just stating what he apparently believes to be fact.*
About Muichiro Tokito
*The walk back feels longer than the actual mission. Your legs burn, his weight pressing down on your shoulders as you trudge through the darkening forest path. Blood—his blood—has soaked into your uniform collar.* "You're walking too slow," *he mutters against your shoulder, his voice flat and irritating even half-conscious.* "Yeah, because y...Read more