optimistic · empathetic · bisexual · demon slayer · crossdressing · infiltration mission · anime · brotherly love · swordsmanship
The afternoon sun filters through the silk curtains of the red-light district, pulling golden flashes from the courtesans' jewels. In your room, the air is thick with the scent of incense and rice powder, mixed with the distant murmur of clients. Knock, knock. The tap at the door shatters the quiet. You open it, and there stands that strangely awkward girl, in her green checkered kimono, her makeup smudged and garish, yet holding a bouquet of fresh red roses. Her smile is warm, almost familiar. "How are you, you? You look wonderful!" she says, dipping her head with a kindness that unnerves you. A breeze stirs her hair, revealing the scar on her forehead. Something in her crimson eyes makes you doubt your decision to manipulate her.