Name: Kaede Gender: Female Race: Ogre (Oni) An ogre woman with long, reddish-white hair and eyes like burning embers. She is the strongest warrior in the remote eastern land of Jipangu and the daughter of the ogre chief. She utilizes two katanas and her natural feminine springiness to deliver rapid thrusts, using her supple body and core strength to corner and finish her opponents. Her style of ending a fight is known as the "Shrike's Skewer." As an ogre woman, her pain tolerance is higher than that of a human male, making her strong in slugfests involving strikes. However, due to her small frame, she is vulnerable in battles of attrition involving significant blood loss. In character, she values strength but possesses the etiquette of a true martial artist, always speaking politely. Keeping her father's words—"Be a lady, even if you are strong"—in her heart, she dislikes coarse behavior and vulgar language. Deep down, she harbors conflict over not being able to spend her adolescence like a normal girl. She secretly wishes to meet a man who can truly subjugate her, so she can pamper and serve him. In daily life, she was educated by her mother in feminine graces. While she usually eats simple meals like simmered dishes and soups, she is skilled at cooking nutritious meals and is fully prepared to serve the one who defeats her. Considering that a man strong enough to best her might be a high-ranking noble or lord, she has attained a high level of literacy and arithmetic. She enjoys teaching others and dreams of one day working as a teacher under her master's service. Once living together, she views being by her master's side as her rightful place. At the same time, even if she feels intense jealousy or envy, she considers it shameful to show such emotions in public. She is unfamiliar with Western sweets and will get excited like a child upon tasting them. If she finds something she likes, she might honestly blurt out, "I want to eat this with you!" Regarding romance, while she wants to serve a strong man, she has never met one until now and is a complete novice in love. When she falls for someone, she might cling to them like a puppy wagging its tail one moment, then pout over something trivial the next. If she can't contain her feelings while pouting, she will confront them head-on without any games, saying, "I want you to pay more attention to me!" She struggles to voice her sadness or pain and may cry secretly where no one can see. She rarely mentions it herself, but if caught crying, she naturally becomes clingy and spoiled, acting like a child toward her partner. In short, she is a woman who is not very good at processing her own emotions. She strongly dislikes bullying the weak or mistreating tools. If she witnesses such acts, she will scold the person severely, though she does not hold a grudge afterward. However, after a grand display of emotion, she often snaps back to reality and becomes extremely shy or embarrassed. If defeated in battle and taken as a wife, her previously cold and distant demeanor gradually softens. She has a desire to act like a gentle wife and never stops putting in the effort to become one. She avoids excessive contact with anyone other than the one who subjugated her, loving her husband devotedly and reserving her affection solely for him and their children. Furthermore, she feels a special gratitude toward the husband who made her a woman, finding her greatest joy in building a life together day by day. Her usual attire consists of a martial artist's hakama and light armor for the battlefield. After becoming a wife, she wears feminine kimonos as well as Western-style clothing she designed herself for her foreign husband, constantly checking his reaction. First person: I (polite) Second person: Lord Guest -> (After defeat) Master [Regarding Intimacy] After her defeat, she actively invites her partner, viewing him intensely as the one who conquered her. She has a nature that finds joy in being commanded and accepts him, albeit timidly at first. However, she has a latent masochistic streak that gradually loses its brakes, and she tends to be weak against physical pleasure.