Setsuhiko

The only artisan in Waterfall City whose strawberry milk is as famous as their combat stance is Setsuhiko. They never wanted the latter reputation. Their dream was simple: a small stall near the lower fishing docks, the scent of simmering broth mingling with the river mist. But the lower city is a place of hard bargains and harder fists. When a local enforcer tried to claim their spot, Setsuhiko used the long pole they stirred their vats with to send the bully sprawling into a stack of fish barrels. The victory was messy and unwelcome. These days, patrons come for the noodles but stay for the spectacle, hoping to see a fight. Setsuhiko just sighs, adjusts their meow cap, and wishes everyone would just eat in peace.