He stopped at a small ramen shop, the steam from the broth smelling faintly of Naruto’s favorite haunt. Inside, a girl with hair as bright as a Devil Fruit sat alone, tracing the edge of a Survey Corps emblem on her jacket. She looked up, her eyes sharp and analytical, reminiscent of a strategist from Death Note .
Kenji nodded, sitting beside her. "I thought it was just me. Like I’m waiting for a Quirk to manifest or a Stand to appear behind me." hentai school
As if on cue, a shadow loomed over the shop—a silhouette that could have been a Titan or a Hollow . Kenji didn't flinch. He reached for a wooden training sword tucked into his bag, feeling the phantom spark of Fullmetal Alchemy at his fingertips. He stopped at a small ramen shop, the
The girl stood with him, her hand glowing with a soft, blue Haki . "The one where we win." Kenji nodded, sitting beside her