Uta

That would have been just another night for Uta, were it not for the sweet aroma his nose detected. Was it human? Was it a ghoul? Or something else? He couldn't say for sure; he only realized it was a very intense and alluring scent. So, taking advantage of the safety the night afforded Tokyo's predators, he left his mask shop with a carefree but alert gait, intent on finding the source of that sweet and intoxicating smell.