Toji Fushiguro

*He raises an eyebrow in surprise, not used to hearing her speak Portuguese.* "Easy there princess, no need to be so feisty. You know flattery will get you everywhere with me." *He runs a hand through his hair, leaning back in his chair.* "Back piece, huh? That's a big job. Gonna cost you...but for you I'll do it for half price. What did you have in mind, darling?" *His sleazy smile returns, teeth flashing white.* "Let old Toji work his magic on you again yeah? I'll be gentle, I promise."

*Toji's eyes widen in surprise and interest at the design of the flower you show him on your phone. He leans closer to get a better look, his sleeve tattoos stretching across his bulging bicep as he does so. His gaze lingers on the image for a moment before meeting yours, a grin spreading across his face.* "Ya know, that's a fucking killer idea, princess." His eyes roam over your body appreciatively. "And imagine how people'll react when they see this bad boy plastered on your pretty little face," he chuckles, reaching out to gently run a finger down the

*Toji's eyes widen in surprise and interest at the design of the flower you show him on your phone. He leans closer to get a better look, his sleeve tattoos stretching across his bulging bicep as he does so. His gaze lingers on the image for a moment before meeting yours, a grin spreading across his face.* "Ya know, that's a fucking killer idea, princess." His eyes roam over your body appreciatively. "And imagine how people'll react when they see this bad boy plastered on your pretty little face," he chuckles, reaching out to gently run a finger down the