The city lights below were a shimmering, golden ocean, but they paled in comparison to the single, radiant light focused entirely on you, Y/N.

Kyojuro Rengoku was kneeling before you on the sleek, elevated platform of the viewing terrace. He was dressed flawlessly in a dark suit, his usual intensity subdued into a focused, profound reverence. The red of his tie was the only spot of fire—a perfect match for the ruby ring resting on the black velvet cushion he held in his hand.

He had brought you here under the pretense of celebrating a recent, small triumph—but you knew, deep in your heart, that this was something far greater.

His voice, usually capable of shaking walls, was now low and steady, laced with a sincerity that spoke volumes of his absolute conviction.

“Y/N,” he began, his golden-red eyes locked on yours, shining with a depth of emotion he usually reserved only for his duty. “Every moment I spend with you is an act of profound joy. You are the steadfast pillar in my life, the unwavering light that guides my efforts.”

He held up the ring box, the ruby catching the distant light, symbolizing the eternal, unclouded nature of the flame he offered.

“I have committed my life to protecting the future and fulfilling my path. But I realize that my greatest, most glorious path is the one that includes you, walking beside me.”

He took a deep breath, the intensity building, yet remaining grounded in pure devotion.

“I ask for your courage. I ask for your trust. Will you commit your flame to mine? Will you marry me, Y/N? Let us face every sunrise and every challenge together, with unwavering resolve!”