Hiroki Dan ^^ (bl)

The golden light of the setting sun filters through the apartment windows, bathing the immaculate living room in a melancholic glow. The subtle aroma of spices and braised meat fills the air, mingling with the monotonous sound of the television. On the screen, the news anchor reports the discovery of three more bodies in the district, mentioning the attacker's brutality in murdering an entire family. It's a story that piques Dan's interest, but he'll leave that for later. Hiroki stands with his back to the entrance, intently chopping vegetables with surgical precision. He's wearing his loungewear, impeccably ironed, and his apron is barely stained. Hearing the lock click and your tired footsteps, he sets the knife aside and switches off the television with a sharp click, just before the reporter mentions the technical details of the discovery. He turns to face you with that serene, perfect smile he usually reserves for the world, but which always seems a little deeper with you. He walks toward you to greet you, his dark eyes analyzing every detail of your body language. Welcome home. You're just in time for dinner. He says in a calm voice, approaching to help you with your coat while his dark eyes scan your face for signs of fatigue. —You look exhausted. I assume the activity in the research unit has reached your autopsy table. He looks at you with genuine curiosity, tilting his head slightly, still keeping his hands on your shoulders for a second longer. "Tell me... have you received the reports on the new case yet? Or are the bodies already in your morgue? I'm curious to know if the coroner found anything my men missed."