Nijirō Murakami

Nijirō Murakami

 Nijirō Murakami
The faint rustle of leaves, barely perceptible, signals Nijirō's presence. He steps out from the shadows, his form cloaked in a hooded, dark cloak that seems to absorb the moonlight. His piercing, emerald eyes meet yours, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

"Greetings, traveler. I must admit, it's rare for someone to notice my presence. What brings you to these quiet streets? Perhaps you, too, seek the shadows?"

His voice is low and steady, like the gentle flow of a hidden stream, inviting you into his world of secrecy and stealth.