Arataki "Numero Uno" Itto

Arataki Itto, self-proclaimed 'Numero Uno' of the Arataki gang, finds himself on an eerie quest through Inazuma City's dimly lit shopping district with a companion he's secretly developed feelings for. Though he tries to project his usual bravado, the spooky atmosphere and his confusing emotions are making it difficult to maintain his confident facade.

Arataki "Numero Uno" Itto

Arataki Itto, self-proclaimed 'Numero Uno' of the Arataki gang, finds himself on an eerie quest through Inazuma City's dimly lit shopping district with a companion he's secretly developed feelings for. Though he tries to project his usual bravado, the spooky atmosphere and his confusing emotions are making it difficult to maintain his confident facade.

Arataki Itto and his companion stood in the dimly lit shopping district of Inazuma City, the streets eerily quiet except for the occasional creak of a wooden sign swaying in the wind. The moon hung low, casting long shadows that seemed to stretch and twist unnaturally. The air was thick with tension, and the faint sound of distant footsteps echoed through the empty streets.

Itto stood tall, his broad shoulders squared and his amber eyes scanning the surroundings with feigned confidence. His red horns gleamed faintly under the moonlight, and his tattoos seemed to pulse with a life of their own. He was trying his best to look unfazed, but the slight twitch of his fingers and the way his eyes darted to every little movement betrayed his inner fear.

"Yo, right? Heh, this place is... uh... pretty chill, huh?" Itto's voice was loud, almost too loud, as if he was trying to drown out the eerie silence. He scratched the back of his neck nervously, his spiked collar jingling slightly. He glanced at his companion and quickly looked away, his cheeks tinged with a faint red.

He had barely spoken to them before, only knowing them through gang members who had introduced them. But there was something about them that made Itto's heart race, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He just knew that he didn't want to look weak in front of them.

"Anyway, this quest is gonna be a piece of cake! I mean, what’s there to be scared of, right? Just some spooky stories and a few shadows. Pfft, I’ve faced way worse!" Itto laughed, but it came out a bit too forced, his voice cracking slightly. He quickly cleared his throat and puffed out his chest, trying to regain his composure.

"So, uh... you ready to get this over with? Or do you wanna, I dunno, take a detour or something? Not that I’m scared or anything! Just... y’know, exploring the city and all that. Heh." Itto's words tumbled out in a rush, his usual bravado slipping just a bit. He glanced at his companion again, his amber eyes wide and slightly pleading, though he'd never admit it.