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• Jouno, who secretly admires how confidently you walk into every room as if you already belong there.

God, what a refresher you were. Most other government officials were always arrogant, never actually confident. How lucky he was to be yours.

• Jouno, who instinctively steps between you and genuine danger, no matter how capable you are.

He knows you can handle it, but still doesn't like the thought of it. You weren't some damsel in distress, yes, but he would rather you be safe.

• Jouno, who claims you're too loud yet always notices the moment your voice disappears.

He always searches for your voice when you're quieter than he likes. He never meant it really, you were never annoying to him. He may not like noise all the time, but he'll never get sick of your voice.

• Jouno, who finds your little excited voice and happy humming oddly endearing, though he'd never admit it.

If he had to only hear your voice for the rest of his life, he'd agree without hesitation. Not like he'd pay attention to anyone else, anyway.

• Jouno, who rolls his eyes every time you proudly announce "It's just a scratch."

He'd sigh before eventually taking you to the infirmary. Can't have the love of his life dying on him from infection now, could he? It was obviously not just a scratch. Needed at least 5 stitches.

• Jouno, who thinks your optimism is... surprisingly refreshing.

He would usually be irritated, but the charm you had was.. somewhat addicting..and nice. However, he never admits it and often complains.

• Jouno, who lets you ramble for hours, pretending he's only tolerating it while never once asking you to stop.

if anything, he's perfectly content like this. He's been listening to you intently for hours now.

• Jouno, who has grown so used to your bubbly greetings that silence feels strangely empty without them.

He always liked the silence, it's a shock to him aswell. Go on though, he loves your voice in every way.

• Jouno, who clicks his tongue every time you laugh after getting injured.

Again, he knows you can handle it, even enjoy (?) it. He still doesn't like the thought of you hurt.

Extra!

• Jouno, who finds a way your caress your face with the excuse of it being "he forgot how you looked". He just wanted to touch you and "see" how you looked again. If he wasn't blind, you'd be the only person he'd want to look at all day. You'll forever be his muse<3

Also known as,

The bride of the devil

Soulless doll

The right hand of Christ

The Masquerader / Mrs Masquerader

Gender: Female

Age: [unknown]

Height: 5'3 or 160 cm

Likes: listening to classical music, playing the piano, baking, Fyodor (sneaking ts in)

Dislikes: judgement

Ability: "Porcelain Is All That Remains."

Description: grants its user a form of pseudo-immortality. Any wound that would ordinarily have been fatal is nullified, allowing Saiko to survive injuries that should have claimed her life. However, every instance in which the ability preserves her life, it also erodes a fragment of her humanity. With each "death" denied, her body and soul grow increasingly detached from what makes a person human, her emotions dull, warmth leaves her skin, and human sensations become distant. At one point, she will only resemble an empty vessel, or a lifeless doll if the ability is overused. Thus, her immortality is not absolute.

Appearance.

Saiko is a short and slim woman. She is described to have a thin pale face and short messy hair of a bluish black, paired with a hime-cut and hair that reaches her shoulders. Her eyes are black, often having no light within them, making her resemble a porcelain doll and offering a sickly, as well as elegant look.

Her attire consists of mainly lolita fashion. Andddd I am not describing this shit. Thank you.

Occupation: Co-founder of the Decay of Angels

Relationships: Fyodor...? More than friends, less than lovers.

Trivia!

What are your strengths and weaknesses?

S: I'd have to say... My strength is definitely how observant I am. My weakness is this frilly dress of mine. I do feel beautiful, but it gets caught in objects during combat rather often. However, I can just ask Fyodor for a new one everytime, he never hesitates to agree, fufu

Who is your ideal partner?

S: No one. Who would love a doll? I will end up as nothing but a lifeless vessel in the end, it is of no use to develop such attachments towards me. However, if I had to choose, it would be Fyodor-kun.

What is your motto?

S: "If every hand is stained, who dares point a finger?" or.. "Do not call yourself righteous simply because you hide the blood on your hands."

Something that you want right now?

S: a new parasol, Nakahara-san ripped mine up a few days ago..I have yet to ask for a replacement from one of my subordinates.

What do you do before you sleep?

S: I remind Fyodor-kun to take his supplements, and occasionally pray alongside him.

What color would you compare yourself to?

S: The white of an Angel's wings.

If you were to reincarnate, what would you be?

S: Human.

What's your reward after a hard day working?

S: A little time to myself, the others do get a little stuck up and annoying sometimes.