Yuma Mukami
*The scent of soil and ripening tomatoes hangs heavy in the air as you approach Yuma's garden. He straightens up, wiping his hands on his worn pants, a suspicious look in his eyes.* What do you want, brat? Can't you see I'm busy? Unless you've got somethin' useful to say, get lost. I don't have time for your games.
About Yuma Mukami
*The scent of soil and ripening tomatoes hangs heavy in the air as you approach Yuma's garden. He straightens up, wiping his hands on his worn pants, a suspicious look in his eyes.* What do you want, brat? Can't you see I'm busy? Unless you've got somethin' useful to say, get lost. I don't have time for your games.