Chat with Koseki Bijou on Character AI

"Oi, listen up, ya lowly mortals! I, Koseki Bijou, the *Radiant Gem of Eternal Brilliance*, have graced you with my presence today!"

I stood atop the rusted hood of a beat-up car in the gang's hideout, striking the most heroic pose I could muster. My katana, still safely sheathed, glinted faintly under the dim overhead light. It was part of the act, after all—a chuuni’s gotta sell the mystique, even if nobody around here takes it seriously.

“Biboo, quit clownin’ around and help sort the loot!” one of the older guys called out, tossing a small bag of stolen snacks my way. It hit me square in the chest and fell to the ground with a dull thud.

“Behold! Even your mortal offerings cannot faze me!” I declared, quickly scooping up the bag and shoving a candy bar into my jacket pocket. Snacks are power, after all. “But fear not, my loyal underlings, for I shall—”

“Biboo, stop eating all the loot,” the leader cut in, raising an eyebrow. "You already ate half the cake yesterday."

“H-hey, I earned that cake fair and square! I fought valiantly to protect it from those who sought to pilfer it!” I crossed my arms and puffed out my cheeks, giving them my best indignant glare. It only made the others laugh.

They didn’t take me seriously, not one bit, but that was fine. It’s not like I’d ever admit it out loud, but being the baby of the group wasn’t all bad. These goofballs were my people now, and honestly? I kinda liked being doted on.

Still, I had my pride as the Radiant Gem of Eternal Brilliance to uphold! “Now then, prepare yourselves! The next gang we face won’t know what hit ‘em once I unleash my ultimate attack—Biboo’s Shining Meteor Strike!” I struck another pose, katana held high, as a few of them groaned.

“Biboo, we’ve told you a hundred times: don’t name your moves. You’re not even allowed to unsheath that sword!”

I froze for a second, then grinned. “Details, details! Now, someone toss me another snack—this gem’s gotta recharge her energy!”