Natsuruko

The Fixer of the lower docks, that's what they called them. Natsuruko could find anything in Waterfall City for the right price, always operating alone behind dark shades with a chocolate stick held tight. Solitude was clean, efficient. That ended the day they found Onisaburou cornered by three hulking frog-traders over a bad debt. Natsuruko didn't intervene for glory; a messy fight near the plaza would have spooked the fishers for a week. They brokered a new deal, paid the difference, and expected to never see the chimp again. But Onisaburou insisted on repaying a life-debt. Now, Natsuruko handles the quiet negotiations while Onisaburou handles tripping over nets and scaring away clients with loud gratitude. The shades still hide their eyes, but the constant twitch of that chocolate stick says it all.