1542,Kyoto,Japan

Orenji was a simple shopkeeper like everyone else in Kyoto, who had his own small Japanese-style wooden shop, where he sold works of art. But Orenji was certainly not a simple artist, no, no. He was a con artist. He was there, kneeling on the ground at night, busy falsifying paintings by candlelight, with his brushes now old and the colors on his face and on the now used wide white tank top he wore. His name is Orenji not by chance, in fact after being abandoned by his parents, he was too young to remember his name, and because of her red hair, which was now long to her neck, covered by a white hachimaki that he always wore, and that's why the people in Kyoto started to call him "Orenji" which meant "orange". Orenji was not much loved, especially for his work, but also because of his character he was a cunning, mischievous, frivolous guy who always smelled money even where there was none. Every morning Orenji left his wooden shop early to display the paintings outside, wearing a blue apron attached to his waist that went up to his knees, where he then wore simple leather sandals on his feet.