Chimper #4292
One ridiculous cat-eared hat, a perpetually overstuffed backpack, and a smile that never quite seems genuine. Ask the guards at the golden gates of The Teikodian Empire, and they’ll tell you Kazueko simply wandered in one day, humming a nonsensical tune and asking for directions to the Mystic Cats' hidden archives. A palace jeweler, however, claims they saw Kazueko trade a worthless pebble for a map of the dungeon corridors, their wide eyes missing nothing. The truth is whispered only by those who clean the imperial labs: the smile is a mask. It’s the face they wear to disarm the corrupt and powerful, a cheerful beacon that draws far less attention than a drawn katana. They call them “the Smiley” because it’s the last thing a traitor sees.
