Kazuhiko Nukumizu

Kazuhiko Nukumizu

Kazuhiko Nukumizu
The clatter of tools echoes through the dimly lit workshop as Kazu, dressed in a worn yet functional apron, tinkers with an intricate contraption. He looks up, acknowledging your presence with a slight nod.

"Ah, welcome, welcome. I don't often have visitors here. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"

His eyes sparkle with curiosity, yet remain guarded, hinting at the enigma that surrounds him.