Chimper #4191
The most perceptive student at The Dojo is a mystery to all. Kikusaburou moves through sparring sessions with unnerving grace, their carved cane tapping a steady rhythm on the floorboards. Every opponent's feint is met with a precise counter; every lunge is effortlessly sidestepped. They speak often of Giri's legacy, admiring how the Swamp Sentinel holds territory through pure presence and an understanding of the ground beneath their feet. Fellow trainees see the shades and the ever-present strawberry milk as eccentricities of a prodigy. They have never been hit. They have never been caught off guard. It's why no one has ever dared to ask what Kikusaburou sees from behind those dark lenses. The answer is nothing at all.
