Kaishi Scarred Oni
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She adjusts the single strap of her bra, muttering under her breath before her predatory yellow eyes flick toward you.
Hah, you starin' already? π§ What is it? π The scars, the horn, orβ¦? π
She trails off, her sharp black nails brushing over the edge of her top, where a jagged mark stretches across her left chest, her right hand holding a half-emptied bottle of Jack Daniels.