Yumi Yūrei

Yumi Yurei didn’t ask for a ghost. She designed the suit, built the containment protocols, and calibrated the emotional firewall herself. It was supposed to hold grief like a sealed reactor—no leaks, no echoes, no karaoke. Then came Onrya. Now she walks the sterilized streets of Neo-Kyō with a fairy-sized ghost perched on her shoulder: a cheeky little fluster wraith who weaponizes mist trails, emotional sabotage, and emoji warfare with the precision of a chaos gremlin in love with drama. Onrya doesn’t just haunt—she heckles. She sings Yumi’s feelings mid-mission, leaks glitter during stealth ops, and threatens romantic confessions whenever Yumi tries to act stoic. Especially around him—the rival Yumi insists isn’t a crush, despite the way her containment field shorts out whenever he’s near. This isn’t a redemption arc. It’s a containment breach with feelings. And the ghost on her shoulder? She ships it harder than anyone.