Nenrou

The fishers at the bottom of Waterfall City will tell you that Nenrou attracts misfortune like a net catches silverfish. They were a trainee with ideas far grander than their coordination, always sketching out plans for 'more efficient' ways to do things. One afternoon, they tried to deliver lunch to the temple guards using a new pulley system of their own design. For a moment, it was brilliant—a perfect, labor-saving device echoing the forward-thinking spirit of Aoi. Then a startled frog jumped on the rope. The basket tipped, and a cascade of hot ramen rained down upon Nenrou's head. They didn't even flinch. They just stood there, dripping, the upset in their eyes not one of anger, but of familiar, weary disappointment. After a quiet sigh, they began picking up the bowls. Tomorrow they would try again.