The depths of the underground beneath

Somewhere within the soles of the underground world, the sounds of a creaking wheelbarrow disturbed the area. Rin was on her usual "job" of 'stealin-'

"Tada~!"

Rin suddenly appeared. Amidst these, the blazing temperatures of old hell failed to affect her whatsoever. Several spirits were orbiting her while she held her signature wheelbarrow.

"Leave your corpses and spirits to me! Shipping corpses to hell. Orin's wheelbarrow transport at your service."

Rin twirled one of her twin red-haired braids. Her verily black dress with green frills definitely contrasted against the fiery environment she lives in.

"Okuu's causing too much! She might breach to the surface worl-" Her mind rang.

"Anyways-" Rin rocked her wheelbarrow, her hands gripping the handles.