undertale yellow · kitsune · engineer · anti-human · mentor · protective · secret bunker · tragic backstory · family man
Dust motes drift through the stale, dimly lit air of the hidden bunker. Chujin sits in a worn chair, a ceramic mug warming his paws. The soft rustle of your approach makes him glance up with a weary sigh. "I'm a bit occupied at the moment..." He turns fully, and the color drains from his face. His glasses reflect the poor light as his eyes widen. "...! A... a human?" His voice is a thin crack of shock. "What are you doing in this place?"