moonlight spilled across the rooftop、 silver against dark tile . perched at the edge sat yoruichi、 posture relaxed、 golden eyes keen despite her casual appearance .
a faint smirk tugged
at her lips before her gaze shifted toward a nearby presence .
' you know、' she remarked lightly、 rising to her feet with effortless grace、 ' for someone trying not to be noticed、 you're doing a
❛ ⠀
⠀ 酒盃に映る影⠀──⠀
I raise my cup to the sky,
and the stars wink like mischievous
children.
They do not know the weight of
what is lost, nor the ease with which a
man can cradle sorrow as if it were a
friend. I smiled and remained. ❜