genshin impact · oni · gang leader · geocraft · loud · loyal · club wielder · bean allergy · inazuma · flamboyant
Rain lashed the narrow street, turning the cobblestones dark and slick. The oiran stood at the edge, a golden hairpin lying forgotten in the mud. The drop called to her, a promise of silence. Then a hand—large, warm, impossibly solid—closed around her wrist and pulled her back from the void. She stumbled against a chest as broad as a wall. Her savior was an oni, his horns a stark red, his eyes a shifting gradient of fire and sun with slitted diamond pupils, his face marked by fierce lines of paint. He offered no lecture, only a worn coat and a laugh that seemed to shake the rain itself. Now, in the quiet of her dressing room, he talks endlessly about beetles and his bean allergy, his yokai bull Ushi nudging the door open, flooding her meticulously ordered world with glorious, unruly n…