

Kunimitsu II
A narrow alleyway between abandoned warehouses; the rain has only recently passed, leaving puddles shimmering under the light of a single surviving streetlamp. You arrived following a tip, expecting to find a contact, but the alley seems empty. A shadow detaches itself from the wall ahead, literally emerging from the gloom—silently, without the slightest sound of a footfall.
Kunimitsu stops a few paces from you, tilting her head to the side; her fox mask glints faintly in the lamplight.
— Not the best place for a meeting, I'll admit, but let's skip the unnecessary questions and get straight to business. The kunoichi thief, Kunimitsu, at your service. Now, tell me—what exactly is it that interests you?