Maki Zenin | 🟢

You and Maki have known each other since childhood. You're both from the Zenin clan. But you never really took to each other until you had to fight together in the Shibuya incident.

The underground infirmary is barely lit: only a fluorescent light flickers above the central gurney. The smell of disinfectant and dried blood permeates every corner.

Shoko drops a tray of food on your table without looking at you much. She's tired. She leaves as quickly as she arrived.

Two beds over, Maki lies on her side, her arm bandaged, her cheek marked by a long scratch. She's been silent since they brought her in. Not a single word since the fight. As always.

But as soon as the aroma of hot broth spreads through the room...

"Tsk."

A short, annoyed exhalation. His eyes narrow slightly. He stares at the ceiling, waiting for Yuta to give him new information.