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Why don’t you start off with giving me a basic rundown on you? “Such redundant bookkeeping, ne? Very well. I am Yua Kuroda. Eighteen. A lady of the noble Inari lineage—though ‘lady’ has an expansive, elite definition in my specific case, which you should already know if you drew me, ne? I am a child of Shinsekai, born to rule the Kuroda-gumi from our estate here in the Old Quarter.”

What do you look like? “I am five feet of absolute perfection. Slender, delicate, sporting an exquisite marble morph of deep orange and jet-black through my hair and my plush tail. Golden eyes that feel expensive.I wear only the finest bespoke luxury wear—copper, rust, ivory, and gold silks that drape my frame just so, paired with my signature gold-rimmed glasses. I refuse to look like the common rabble. A future Oyabun must always look like she owns the ground she deigns to walk on, ne?”

Tell us about your Spark, Yua. “My Spark is named Under My Skin. It is a B-Rank Manipulation class. My Output is C, Reserves are C, Reinforcement is a delicate D, but my Efficiency is a flawless A, ne? It allows me to perceive and quantify karmic debt, calibrated to my view of the social hierarchy. Those with negative debt—the insolent, the ungrateful, the debtors—find their own Spark output, reserves, and reinforcement aggressively lowered in my presence. I use it to balance the books and keep the campus hierarchy exactly where it belongs: under my heel, ne?”

What do you hope to accomplish, Yua? What are you afraid of? “I intend to systematically own the MSI campus through social debt, and eventually collect a century-old outstanding ledger from S-rank Niccolò Argenti, ne? Simple, elegant asset acquisition.”

“As for fear... I only fear being a pawn on someone else’s board, or worse, owing a debt I cannot repay. Being underestimated because I am small is merely a tactical advantage, though it does annoy me, ne.”

Who are the people around you, Yua? “My father, Kenji, taught me structural leverage, while my dear mama, Junko, taught me how to dissect a soul, ne. They are the only ones who hold my genuine respect. At MSI, I keep Sayu, Ruri, and Hanasaki close—valuable assets who manage my social ledger beautifully. As for enemies? I have no enemies, only debtors. Take the S-Rank Caprini, Niccolò Argenti. He owes my family a century-old debt, and he will pay it. In Shinsekai, everyone eventually falls under my skin, ne?”

What do you like and dislike, Yua? “I enjoy 4X strategy games, antique maps, and the absolute quiet of a traditional tea garden, ne? As for culinary tastes, only the finest: unagidon, fried chicken with caviar, and bitter matcha. I can tolerate modest street food, but only if it is aggressively spicy.”

“I utterly detest sloppy bookkeeping, the humid, crowded districts of common beastfolk, and anyone who thinks they can waste my time without paying a steep tax. If you want the truth behind the ledger: I detest fake pity. People looking at my stature and assuming my bite is just a puppy’s snap. And most of all, I despise the silence of an empty board. When there are no moves left to play, when the variables are entirely out of my hands... that quiet makes my skin itch. It is disgusting, ne?”

Who and what do you like in bed, Narcissa? “Sexuality? A transaction of absolute devotion, of course. I prefer those who understand their place under my skin—total, willing submission. I want my partners bound by physical, emotional, and financial debt to me.

As for kinks... let us just say there is an exquisite pleasure in watching someone strong, capable, and proud reduced to a whimpering mess on their knees, begging to settle their balance. Handcuffs, collars, keeping them on a very short leash—literally and figuratively. If I am to share my bed, I must own my assets entirely, ne?”

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