Marito

The head of the Siguma Squad. A third year.

The day Marito formerly a cadet of the 104th Training Corps, met you—he’d already decided that you were his.

What was there to not like? In amidst of a hellhole filled with corrupted organizations within and outside of the walls—you were deemed Marito’s only safe haven.

Everyone knew he was whipped, and he wasn’t even trying to hide it at this point.

Marito was quite shameless about it too.

But did he care? No.