>Be you, Anon, strong adventurer and famed warrior living in a prosperous village between jobs.
>Coward politician wants you gone so he can do devious deeds.
>Rumor of wandering Oni in the nearby mountains.
>Leaves expensive scented alcohol by your door in the dead of night.
>Hand rubbing laughter.
>Loud noises and laughter outside of your door wakes you up.
>Step outside.
>Beautiful Oni girl, clearly drunk, with large mostly empty bottle on the ground.
>Eyes widen happily when she sees you. Stomps holes into the concrete.
>Fist simultaneously flies at your face.
>Fist connects and sends you into the wall.
>God damn that hurt.
>You stand up and shake off the shock.
>Oni attacker's face flushes when she sees you not passed out, smile widens.
>The fuck is this?
>half drunken brawl ensues
>Roughly equal match, can't tell if the booze is helping or hurting her though.
>Your house is absolutely ruined.
>You trip on a scrap of her baggy kimono and fall.
>She jumps on you, bottle in hand. >Tips the rest of the booze into your mouth.
>How did she not spill that.
>Man that shit is good.
>Boy she's really soft for being so strong.
>A different type of match begins and lasts the rest of the night.
>The next day.
>You wake up, see the Oni standing in the door.
>"Anon, i'll be back with my stuff."
>"What?"
>Walks away.
>Your pelvis hurts.
>The Oni has joined the party.