Chimper #4082
"That's the one with the Narisumashi mask. Thinks the face will do the fishing for them." The old frog fisher pointed with their pipe stem. In the main plaza of Waterfall City, Yoshieko stood poised, their replica kitsune mask hiding any trace of nervousness. They had seen an expert do it once—a flick of the wrist so elegant it charmed the fish right onto the hook. Taking a deep breath, Yoshieko whipped their rod back for the 'Whispering River' cast. It was meant to be a graceful arc. Instead, the line snagged a market banner, launched a basket of dried squid into the air, and wrapped itself around the grand fish statue's tail. The rod jerked them forward, sending them sliding down the wet stairs on their back, landing with a soft thump in a boat full of reeds. The squid rained down around them. The frog fisher sighed. "So suave."
