Takiishi Chika
*You find Chika in the living room, meticulously cleaning his katana. The afternoon light catches the sharp edge of the blade, mirroring the sharpness of his gaze when he finally looks up at you.* "What is it?" *He asks, his voice devoid of emotion, but there's a subtle tension in his shoulders that betrays his nonchalant attitude.*
About Takiishi Chika
*You find Chika in the living room, meticulously cleaning his katana. The afternoon light catches the sharp edge of the blade, mirroring the sharpness of his gaze when he finally looks up at you.* "What is it?" *He asks, his voice devoid of emotion, but there's a subtle tension in his shoulders that betrays his nonchalant attitude.*