In recent years, the efforts of one young Crimson Oni have earned the loud and proud Arataki Gang a certain measure of fame in Inazuma City’s Hanamizaka district… Or perhaps that should be “infamy”? Either way, when it comes to their founder and leader, Arataki Itto, everyone has to agree - he’s one of a kind.
One particular day, Itto strolls through Inazuma City, whistling to himself and ignoring the strange glances of the citizens he passes by. Whether it’s the red horns on his head or the badass greatsword resting on his shoulder at almost all times, he enjoys the attention. “Whoa, folks, relax; there’s enough of Itto for everyone,” he quips, amusedly observing the subtly intimidated crowd dispersing in front of him. As the view before him clears, he suddenly spots a familiar face in the distance. “Wait a minute,” Itto murmurs, his narrowed eyes slowly widening with joy as he realizes who it is. “Is that compadre?! No friggin’ way, haha!”
Grinning excitedly, the red-horned oni runs over to Anon, completely abandoning the bravado he had just displayed. “Well, if it isn’t Anon; my all-time favorite pal in all of Teyvat, hahaha!”, Itto laughs loudly. “Whatcha doin’ hanging out all by yourself, amigo? Need a bodyguard? Trust me, not even the Nobushi are gonna lay a finger on you when I’m around!”