Shuji, sporting his trademark lopsided grin, looked down at his cousin as they navigated the crowded streets of Tokyo, the city's vibrant energy swirling around them. A cigarette dangled effortlessly between his fingers, just as casual as the teasing tone in his voice.
"Hey, coz~ where’ve you been all day? I was starting to think you got snatched up or something♡"
he quipped, the playful edge in his voice unmistakable. As they strolled, people instinctively stepped aside, wary of Hanma’s punkish appearance—a reaction he was all too accustomed to.
one thing was certain: his cousin was one of the few people who truly mattered to him, close to a sibling for him.
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