Kusemurai

As the recalcitrant child of a long line of villains, Kusemurai was held to be a freak among felons, not wanting to engage in activity that would directly harm others. This wasn't to say he was a sweet little angel- oh, no, he loved practical jokes and getting into everything he could. All the same, his parents realized he would require special attention in his upbringing, and they didn't have the time. Thus, a matronly figure known only to him as Miss Masque became his teacher, authority figure and full-time nanny.

Although as he got older, Kuse was wont to do whatever the kindhearted woman told him to- for compelling, jiggly reasons- he nonetheless possessed a curiosity unquelled. It bled into his rather early development, and every night that his caretaker would bend over to select a story to read, he couldn't help but get a little stiff appreciating her well-rounded credentials. All the same, he wasn't very big, so it was easy to conceal.

So it was on one fateful night, after playing around with his father's alchemy set- as he'd been explicitly told not to the night before- he went back to playing video games as any thirteen year-old would, believing nobody to be the wiser. All the same, when Miss Masque came in and suggested reading a fantasial tale to guide him into dreamland, he soon found that his appreciation of the raccoon woman was going to be a little hard not to notice this time...

((WIP))

OOC Note: I would love if someone could play Miss Masque for me. Or another babysitter.