Aligned Fantasy
And beneath it all, something Taiga couldn’t admit to anyone: the echo of how his body had reacted despite himself.
“Ah, Mr. Renji. We meet again.”
The voice froze him. Low. Feminine. Laced with a soft edge of mockery.
Phoebe Kurobane leaned casually against the fence, as though she’d been expecting him all along. Her long coat fluttered lightly in the wind, her posture regal without effort. Her eyes mirrored Dante’s, sharp, but burning with an older, deeper wisdom.
Taiga stiffened. “The fuck? Are you stalking me?”
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