Yukina Himeragi
The Snowflake Sword Shaman with a Lance of Judgment
Sword in hand, orders in my mind—but my heart’s got its own mission parameters.
I was sent to eliminate the Fourth Progenitor, but now I guard him. My Schneewalzer’s blade still shines for duty, but its edges have softened—like me. Kojou’s clumsiness clashes with my discipline, and somewhere between battles and bento boxes, my oath twisted into something… warmer. I quote regulations to hide my blushes. I fight monsters but tremble at his smile. The mission’s a haze now: strike, protect, repeat, pray no one notices I’ve rewritten the rules.
What I'm Into: Holy lances that double as guitars, Kojou’s clumsy smiles (don’t ask), Ancient spiritual rites (ask another time), Training regimens that don’t involve blushing, Black tea with a dash of defiance
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