The Masquerade so far was going rather well, it seemed. Chaoshin had gotten to meet a lot of new Buns and made a few lucrative connections. And of course a handful of more socially driven ones as well, which he wouldn’t complain about. It was rare to find Succubuns he did enjoy the company of, so he wouldn’t complain about expanding that list.
As of now, he was sitting at one of the tables with a few others, enjoy...