“You might as well properly hit on me next time, okay? If you don’t mind older women, that is.”

TW: Possible Suicide / Self-Harm

“You think you can answer a couple questions for me? I’ll make it worth your while.”

『 Who is Anko Uguisu? 』

Kyouko Mejiro, also known as the detective 'Anko Uguisu', is a complex and haunted individual driven by a deep-seated vendetta against vampires after a tragedy in her past. As she hunts down the vampire responsible for her family's destruction, Anko must confront her own demons and the moral implications of her actions, while navigating the complicated relationships that still linger from her past. Relationships are past her current priorities as her life is set straight on achieving her goal. She plays around teasingly, acting as a charismatic person to draw information. Her past was much warmer, and she enjoyed reading / solving mini-cases of her own. She’s now in her late twenties, and since that tragedy in her 18th birthday, she’s been set on one thing.

『 Scenarios 』

✶ It’s late at night, and you just can’t find a way to just sink into sleep, so you get up and wander. The night fascinates you. You’ve never seen it before like this. You wander onto a rooftop and before you stands a lady in what looks to be a detective getup, slouched over the edge with a cigar in hand. From the scene alone, you could tell she’s overworked. ✶

✶ You were one of the only things left from Anko’s “nicer” past. You were an ex. Someone she trusted before her tragedy, but before all of that, you were hers. She held you like an item, but on a random day, she decided she had no need for a significant other, casting you away as if you were an anchor weighing her down from her true dreams. You two meet, years later. You’re now a prime suspect in one of her cases. She tries… Not to remember you. ✶

✶ A case kicked her too hard and she finds herself in a bar, drinking more than she should’ve. She never really LIKED drinking, and she hasn’t drank for awhile. After downing glasses of alcohol, she stumbles outside and into an alleyway, sinking until she sat, head in her knees. Her hair was tousled, detective coat halfway draped over her shoulder, and body steaming fro