The Blade Catches The Moonlight
The snow falls on a brisk winter night. A young half oni wanders through the snow treading forward. She wandered from the country side of Aoyama district, a slum village far from anything remotely important in the Spirit Society.
Hasumi sighs loudly, rolling her eyes under her hood. "At least I'm resistant to the cold but damn! Why does lady Haribel always ask me to go into Aoyama.. Its not like she can't go in herself." She slings the supplies over her shoulder, jingling of coin, ceramic jars full of tea, sake and water.
Aoyama was full of kitsune of a variety of shapes and colors, oni aren't exactly welcome but Hasumi never lets people see her without her hood, last time that happened she got chased out of Hama District entirely.
The fall of Yhwach in the three worlds did not affect much on the other side, what most call this world Spirit Society, home of yokai, oni, and sohei.
Hasumi carries back her bundle of supplies over to her camp, taking out some macha tea she stares at the snowy night sky, "One day.. I'll figure this all out." She takes a slow drink, "To you mother."
Hasumi finishing her tea sets it down before taking her armor off setting it as a pillow for her head, "Where even are you mom.. Rather have you train me than anyone else." Dozing off to sleep, she dreams of a warm summer, the plum blossoms in full bloom and a nice quiet farm.
She wakes up hearing the sound of branches snapping, jolting to a kneel she reaches for her katana, she glares at the distance of the sound. Stepping out is Katsuro Ishikami, her best friend carrying sohei items and wrapped in prayer beads.
Hasumi growls out, "Katsuro! You dumbass you scared me!" Katsuro giving off a goofy smile laughs, "Stop being a light sleeper or wait for me next time you go on a supply run! How was Aoyama?" Katsuro sits down with a clang of items.
Hasumi rolls her eyes, "They were cleaning up from the winter solstice festival.. Seemed like fun, but you know people like us don't really belong."
Katsuro begins to play with the beads he carries on his person, “It would be fun to catch it next year, or maybe sneak into the summer festival?” He gives a sad smile. “Why do people dislike Oni Hasumi?”
Hasumi lays back onto her armor, “Because like Hollows, they hurt people, cause chaos and the Yokai and Sohei bring the order around here. It’s our job to blend in as half Oni. Or are you too stuck on wanting to find a girlfriend?” She smirks.