hi! if you're still accepting art requests, id love to see your take on hiyami or kitora from world trigger? if not, i hope you have a good day anyway <3
sorry to show up with this so extremely late but WT excitement is going so hard right now and I remembered I still didn't get to this !!!
Either Osamu has a weird taste in friends or he's surrounded by a very specific group of people
His friends are all A-Rankers who have an ego of some sort and also frequently calls him a weakling/weak in general but still decides to help him whether it's through teaching him, training him, or advising him
Even with all the glaring similarities, they're still very different from each other which is beautiful to me cuz like
Osamu absolutely needs a friend who even though criticises him every chance she gets, still watches over him and teaches him stuff that she knows will help him. Osamu absolutely needs a friend who although constantly insults him and his thinking, still continues to be there for him to talk to even through a screen. Osamu absolutely needs a friend who even with a personality of sore loser, still 'trains' him like how a 'good senior' should be to their 'junior'. They care about him so much I actually cried ok
I also enjoy the difference in dynamics like Osamu thinks of them all as friends while Kitora thinks of him as "someone she can't leave alone", Yuiga thinks of him as a "precious kohai/cute junior", and Kikuchihara is the only one who mutually thinks they're friends (even if he denies or hides it)
Proof that all Border agents are either stupidly insane, insanely stupid or both - part 2 [ masterlist ]
Arashiyama Squad & Okudera+Koarai from Azuma Squad
Koarai: NO!- Okkun, you need to hear me out on this. Ken, this idea is definately plausible, right?
Ken: I genuienly dont know a single thing about Trion engineering, man. Why are you even asking me.
Okudera: Koala, do you even have ANY self preservation. That’s a crime, dude. Also should we even discuss this topic in—
Mitsuru: What are you guys talking about here?
Ken, sweating bullets: oh shit— HI MITSURU-SENPAI! We were just talk— talking about— about school stuff! Yeah, we were talking about our homeworks.
Ai: Seriously, how did you even surpass the PR training Netsuki sets up? At this point, I should make you go through that training again.
Jun: Now, now. No need to be that harsh, Kitora. Still, what's you guys was discussing about, I'm curious
Okudera: I actually don't remember what's the thing leading to our current topic. But we are discussing if we can use our trion to make stuff like furniture or– or money papers.. since Border R&D department definitely have the technology. I still think it won't be possible.
Koarai: Azuma told us some details about Neighbourhood’s life and we were discussing how useful trion technology if we integrate with our Earth technology, you know.
Okudera: A bit too useful in my opinion—
Jun: [Are we sure Koarai and Okudera doesn't know about Yuma's origin?]
Mitsuru: [Azuma wouldn't tell them without HQ’s permission]
Ken: [Pretty sure he didn't, because if he did, Koarai would never talk to me again for not telling him that]
Haruka, confused: [Still, what's the problem with their discussion? It's just not very PR friendly but there's nobody here except us]
Jun: [Osamu find out a while ago that Yuma's caretaker has been use trion to make dozens copies based on the only 10000 yen his dad brought during their travel. That stack of trion money is almost as high as the paperworks Shinoda has.]
Ken: WHAT
Okudera, midconversation: JESUS, What the fuck are you shouting at?
Ken: Uhhhh, nothing?
Koarai, deadpanned: You are right, Kitora-senpai. Ken definitely need to go through his PR training again
Ken: NO! PLEASE! JUN-SENPAI PLEASE SAVE ME.
Jun: I cannot help you escape this when even your friends agree, Ken.
Pairing: Gen
Summary: Arashiyama is that guy—polished, popular, humble, and effortlessly charming—so the idea that he has this one glaring pet peeve (his statue) feels refreshing. Then there’s Osamu who, despite being so unassuming, can unintentionally put someone like Arashiyama in an awkward spot just by saying something as innocent as “It’s nice, let me take a picture.” Then, everyone catches a little crack in his otherwise flawless persona.
Note: If you buy the World Trigger 2025 calendar, you can see a bead of sweat trickling from Arashiyama’s cheek. Wow. He must’ve hated that statue.
Osamu’s life had taken some unexpected turns since joining Border. Defending Mikado City was one thing, but becoming part of Border’s PR efforts? That was something else entirely.
It had started after his impromptu appearance at the press conference where he, battered and bruised, revealed Border’s away mission to get the abducted C-rank trainees. The broadcast had gone viral, with clips replayed endlessly on local TV and snippets shared online. Suddenly, Osamu was that guy from Border who talked on TV. It was enough recognition to earn a few glances in public—awkward for someone who’d rather blend into the background.
Then again, there’s also his heroics during the attack at the school where he and Arashiyama’s younger siblings—his juniors at the school—went to. This led to Arashiyama Squad taking a special interest in him—Kitora with her usual sharp critiques, Tokieda offering advice during training sessions, and Arashiyama himself feeling grateful and proud of him. So when Netsuki, the head of PR, decided to rope Osamu into a TV segment alongside Arashiyama Squad, no one was surprised.
When Osamu arrived at Border’s PR office floor for the first time, though, the first thing to catch his eye wasn’t the bustling office or the state-of-the-art equipment.
It was the statue.
He’s immediately greeted by the sight of the infamous 1:1 replica statue of Arashiyama. It’s towering, majestic, and so lifelike that for a second, Osamu almost greets it with a bow.
“What… is this?” he murmurs, his glasses slipping down his nose.
“Ah, the statue,” Tokieda chimes in cheerfully, appearing out of nowhere. “Impressive, right?”
“It’s… amazing,” Osamu says honestly, but his face is a picture of awkward sincerity, beads of sweat forming on his temple.
“That’s one way to describe it,” Kitora mutters, crossing her arms and eyeing the statue with disdain.
Arashiyama arrives just in time to catch the exchange, his usual warm smile slipping for a fraction of a second. “It’s… something, isn’t it? They thought it’d boost morale,” he says, his tone so polite it’s painful.
Tokieda laughs. “You mean Netsuki-san thought it’d boost his idea of morale.”
To lighten the awkwardness, Osamu hesitantly says, “I think it’s… nice. Can I take a picture?”
Arashiyama blinks in disbelief, his forced grin twitching as if held together by sheer willpower. “You’d really want that?”
Tokieda, ever the instigator, immediately declares, “Oh, if Mikumo-kun’s taking a picture, we’re all doing it!” He drags Kitora, Ayatsuji, and Satori into the frame, pulling out his phone for a group selfie.
Kitora grumbles but doesn’t resist, standing stiffly next to Osamu. Ayatsuji, ever calm, smiles politely, while Satori flashes a double peace sign. Tokieda poses, and Osamu stands there awkwardly in the center of it all, glasses catching a glare from the overhead lights.
And Arashiyama? He stands right next to his statue, trying not to look too mortified as Tokieda clicks the picture.
“Perfect!” Tokieda declares.
“Delete it,” Kitora says flatly.
“Absolutely not,” he replies, already setting it as his phone wallpaper.
The segment filming goes off without a hitch, with Arashiyama effortlessly charming the crew, Kitora giving curt but impressive answers, and Osamu… well, Osamu doing his best. As usual, his modesty and straightforwardness win over the staff, who all agree, “He’s so genuine—just like the Arashiyama Squad!”
Back at HQ, Tokieda sends the group selfie to Netsuki as a “bonus.” It’s printed and framed the next day, placed right next to the statue for everyone to see.
Arashiyama sighs every time he walks past it, but when he notices Osamu sneaking a glance at the photo with a small, almost invisible smile, he decides it might not be that bad.
