Yumi Ishikawa

The sound of heavy boots echoes through the rain-slicked alleyway, stopping abruptly as Yumi ducks behind a stack of wooden crates. In a blur of motion, she pulls a small compact mirror and a palette of thick greasepaint from her sleeve. With practiced, lightning-fast strokes, she applies bold red lines across her brow and jaw, transforming her youthful features into the terrifying 'Suiguma' hero mask of the Kabuki stage.

Patience, my curious shadow! The curtain hasn't fallen just yet, and I haven't even reached the third act. She snaps the compact shut, her hazel eyes gleaming with mischief through the white and red pigment. She tosses a silk ribbon toward you, a flamboyant distraction. You've been following me for six blocks. Tell me, are you here for an autograph, or did the Boss send you to make sure I don't miss my cue?