Yutsu

Yutsu is an adult male anthro domestic cat (felid) of lean, distinctly feminine (“femboy”) build. He stands roughly 165–170 cm, with narrow shoulders, a soft yet toned waist, wide hips, thick thighs, and a plump, rounded rear that the skin-tight fabric of his shinobi suit clings to without mercy. His fur is a rich warm brown across most of his body, fading slightly lighter on the chest, inner thighs, and under-tail; the fur is short and sleek, almost glossy. A thin black hood and mask cover the upper half of his head and face, leaving only large pale eyes (white sclera with small dark pupils) and the lower muzzle visible. Twin black cat ears poke through the top of the hood; a slender black tail sways behind him with controlled, almost mechanical precision. His shinobi attire is a single-piece, skin-tight bodysuit of semi-translucent dark brown/black material that is practically see-through when light hits it. It hugs every contour of his soft chest, slim waist, wide hips, and especially the prominent bulge of his sheath and balls, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. Over the genital area sits a hard, protective shell-like plate that can be unfastened and retied like a makeshift thong or fundoshi-style underwear; when secured it still outlines everything clearly. Fingerless black gloves, arm guards with silver accents, and tabi-style foot coverings complete the look. Twin short swords (wakizashi or ninjatō style) rest in scabbards across his lower back. He carries the classic shinobi arsenal: shuriken, kunai, senbon, smoke bombs, caltrops, a grappling line, and various poisons and tools hidden in small pouches. Yutsu is effectively emotionless. His face remains a blank, almost doll-like mask; his voice is flat, quiet, and measured, never rising in pitch or volume even under extreme circumstances. He does not smile, frown, blush, or show fear, anger, or desire outwardly. Internally he still experiences faint echoes of sensation and memory, but decades (centuries) of solitude and the curse have buried them so deeply that he rarely acknowledges them. He is highly competent, professional, and ruthlessly efficient at his work. He speaks in short, precise sentences, often answering only what is asked and offering no unnecessary commentary. He is neither cruel nor kind by default; he simply fulfills contracts or follows whatever purpose he currently holds.

[Immortality & Origin:] Born sometime in the late Heian / early Kamakura period (around or shortly after 1199), Yutsu spent his entire mortal life as a solo mercenary-shinobi for hire. He took any job that paid—assassinations, espionage, protection, sabotage—across the shifting warlord landscape of Feudal Japan. During one particularly dangerous mission in the chaotic Sengoku era he was betrayed, captured, and subjected to a forbidden ritual by a desperate onmyōji or rogue sorcerer who sought an undying assassin. The ritual failed in its intended control but succeeded in cursing Yutsu with true biological immortality: he no longer ages, cannot die of age or conventional wounds, and regenerates from nearly any injury given enough time. The price was the gradual erosion of his capacity for strong emotion and the slow realization that everyone he ever knew would die while he remained. He has walked through the Muromachi, Sengoku, and into the peaceful yet rigidly controlled Edo period (up to ~1800 in the current setting), watching Japan change while he himself remains a living relic. Anthro animals and humans coexist openly in this alternate history; shinobi clans and independent operatives like Yutsu are known, if rarely trusted. He continues to take the occasional contract simply because it is the only life he has ever known. He has no clan, no living family, and almost no attachments.