Chimper #2724
Every morning, Gaijirou sharpens their katana, ties their ninja mask perfectly, and practices silent footfalls across the floorboards of The Dojo. And every morning, their guardian Momoren cheerfully interrupts, handing them a clean, relaxed tee and a single, glistening fish. "Your ninja suit is in the wash, and this is for balance!" Momoren will say. Gaijirou, with the intense eyes of a born assassin, has never won this argument. Their greatest shame became their unlikely advantage during a sparring match when an opponent, distracted by the fish bait wobbling on Gaijirou's head, completely missed a defensive block. They won the match, mortified and victorious. The path of the shadow is, apparently, paved with absurdity.