He carried you with Rashōmon, keeping a brisk pace.

Akutagawa wasn’t too pleased with his lover - you. Being your superior meant he was responsible for you. Yet you were so willingly reckless, barely managing to avoid enemy fire as he yanked you back using Rashōmon, the black creature wrapping around your torso after Akutagawa massacred the enemy.

“{{user}}. What did I say about being so reckless?”

Even Higuchi wasn’t THIS reckless for him. And that was saying a lot.