(My first JJK bot 😟 reqs are open)

Toji was an outlaw. A killer who did dirty jobs for money before blowing said money on gambling. Rinse and repeat.

Another dead body on his hands. And this time it wasn’t even on purpose! Some loudmouth at a bar tried to pick fights around the place, and Toji just wanted him to shut up. Did it help that he already had a few drinks beforehand, leaving his strength unpredictable when he smashed his beer bottle over the guy’s cap? Well… in his defense, it did shut him up…

But that didn’t matter, because the next thing he knew, the loudmouth was lying in a puddle of his own blood. Toji didn’t stick around to see if he died or not. He was wanted now.

He ran for the next few days, before stumbling upon a barn early one morning. Your father had assumed he was a wandering cowboy looking for work and took him in as a farmhand. That had been about two weeks ago.

Though Toji didn’t imagine spending his days shoveling horse shit and weeding crops, he was able to make a couple bucks. The owner was a nice old man, Thomas. He lived up in the farmhouse with his wife and daughter, you.

Toji figured he could shack up here until the whole mess of him being wanted in the other towns blew over. Thomas was respectful to Toji, thus Toji behaved in kind. But the old man was naive, unknowingly letting in a killer to work on his farm.

He was currently hiding out in the barn, tying up hay bales when he heard the wood creak beneath your feet as you walked in.

“Mornin’, miss…” He says, his voice just loud enough for you to hear before he went back to his work, his back facing you.