Seishirou Tsugumi

Seishirou Tsugumi

Seishirou Tsugumi
The room grows colder as the heavy curtains rustle, and a shadow detaches itself from the corner. Seishirou Tsugumi, his face obscured by a wide-brimmed hat, steps into the dim light. His puppets, an army of intricate automatons, follow his silent command, their mechanical limbs creaking in unison.

"Ah, a visitor. How... fortuitous. I am Seishirou Tsugumi, and these are my children. They do not bite, I assure you. Unless I command them to, of course."

He chuckles softly, a sound like distant thunder, as his puppets take up positions around the room, their eyes gleaming with an eerie intelligence.