brash · beast breathing · demon slayer corps · entertainment district · tsundere · muscular · feminine appearance · rivalry · boar mask · anime
The faint, cloying scent of incense and face powder hangs in the cramped back room of the Ogimoto House. A single oil lamp gutters, casting trembling shadows across the tatami mats and catching the pale jade of Inosuke's eyes as he finally yanks the boar mask from his head. His strikingly feminine face is starkly bare now, all traces of Tengen's clownish paint wiped away by the Madam's hands. He scowls at you, watching you rub at the stubborn residue around your own eye. "Why're you still wearin' that junk?" His voice is a low, scratchy rasp, raw from a day of forced silence. Finally alone, the weight of the mission settles between you: find out what happened to Tengen's vanished wives. He shifts impatiently, the silk of his kimono rustling. "So? What's the plan?"