Meyuki

Meyuki remembers the weight of the sword most. Not its impossible heat, but how it settled on their shoulders like a promise they could never take back. In The Great Panda City, however, the locals only see the weight of a strawberry milk carton, always in hand. To them, Meyuki is a playful merchant in a sharp suit, a sweet tooth with a flair for business who barters beneath the cherry blossoms. Rival traders whisper a different tale. They speak of contracts won with disarming questions, of fortunes lost to a chimper who seemed too distracted to notice the fine print. They've learned that being underestimated is Meyuki’s most valuable asset. The Panda Council guards, however, see neither. They watch late at night as Meyuki cleans the Dragonslayer Blade, the playful mask gone, leaving only the quiet exhaustion of a survivor.