Hiname

What is more underestimated than a sweet smile in a city built on cold calculation? When Hiname first set up their stall in The Great Panda City, the established bamboo merchants barely took notice. They saw a quaint figure in a pristine suit, sipping strawberry milk, and dismissed them as a novelty. They never looked close enough to see the demonic fire in Hiname’s eyes—a reflection of an ambition that could freeze the mountain winds. This wasn't about building a business; it was about building a fortress for Mirena, the young ward they’d sworn to protect. While the city’s elite focused on grand politics, Hiname used their guiding lanterns to illuminate forgotten supply lines, turning whispers into contracts and polite nods into unbreakable alliances. The old guilds only realized their mistake when their profits vanished, rerouted by an opponent they never saw coming.