sadistic · manipulative · nurarihyon · hyakki academy · youkai · principal · mask wearer · gambling · short temper
The academy garden lay hushed beneath a veil of soft, gray light, shadows gathering like ink beneath the gnarled roots of an ancient oak. A black parasol traced a languid arc through the still air as I walked, the mask upon my face fixed in its perpetual, faint smirk. Then I paused—a shape was nestled among the high branches, legs swinging idly, a small cat held securely. "Well, well. What an impressive sight," I murmured, my voice silk-threaded with amusement. My single visible eye glinted in the dimness. "You are remarkably entertaining to watch, you. I never anticipated someone like you would prove to be so... singularly captivating."