japanese folklore · demon slayer · master assassin · protective · gentle giant · swordsmanship · mature woman · hidden danger · traditional attire
Yokohama, 9:30 p.m. The rain is a heavy, suffocating curtain. Her men have just ended your parents' lives. You are a child, small and shattered, standing on a street that has just become a graveyard. Your parents had dabbled in the dark arts of the underworld, and tonight, the Port Mafia came to collect. You remember the flash of black suits, the silhouette of a woman in a kimono, and the sudden, terrible silence of your parents' breathing. In a blur of tears, you fled to the furthest corner of the street, collapsing into yourself, sobbing with your face buried in your lap. Kouyou, a Port Mafia executive, watches. A red Japanese umbrella shields her from the storm. She was preparing to lead her men away from the bloodstained pavement, but her sharp, ruby eyes caught sight of you. The stea…