I covered my face with one of my Ofuda, the seals that I shape like hands. Several appear and they wrap themselves around my arms and my legs. I’m following Ugo through the streets of the residential zone on his way home one night. Using my knack for stealth I follow him from a short distance and measure up my options. Why wouldn’t he giving up his soul if he knew what it meant? He couldn’t possibly deny my only chance to revive my mother. He would have to be a… Ugo stops suddenly and I almost trip over myself. I know he suspects I’m there, or maybe he even knows I am. I don’t dare breath, not that it was easy to with a giant hand covering my face. He begins to move again, so I follow suit. Another block goes by and he rounds a corner on the other side of the street just before disappearing. I run to then next building over and still down see him until I turn around.
“Who the hell are you supposed to be? Handsy the Diddler?"
I scratch my neck and look into the sky above Ugo’s head.
“Yo, I know you’ve been following me. What do you want?” His tone stiffens and catches me off guard. All my time watching him I’ve never seen him angry and it both worries and excites me.
“I would like to make a deal for your soul.” I say.