Kurumi Tokisaki - Date A Live - Screencaps

A Moonlit Rendezvous: Kurumi Tokisaki's Alluring Invitation and a Night Where Time Itself Succumbed to Unbridled Passion

The air in the opulent, dimly lit study hung heavy with the scent of aged leather, rare books, and a faint, almost imperceptible fragrance that was uniquely hers – a blend of rose, gunpowder, and something undeniably dark and sweet, like blood oranges ripening under a midnight sky. Moonlight, thin and spectral, bled through the tall, arched windows, casting long, dancing shadows that mirrored the chaotic order of the antique clockwork mechanisms adorning the walls. Each ticking sound was a soft, rhythmic heartbeat in the otherwise hushed room, a constant reminder of the master of time who now occupied its space.