Shokunin
Shokunin
A gesture-precision sushi arcade. Every customer hands you a ticket — swipe to slice exactly what they ordered, and let everything else fly past. Every stroke is scored on how straight, how steady, how smooth. Drink the sake and the whole game slows down — for a while.
Forty years behind the counter, distilled into three faces — and a voice that reacts to what you actually do. Slice a hazard and he'll say something about it. Chain a combo and he notices. He isn't constantly talking — a master doesn't narrate every cut, only the ones worth a reaction.
