[Between the Shuten faction and the local street gangs, the brawls are a mess. There are two groups having at it, trading blows whether it's with fists or with whatever object is laying about and their respective members are cheering them on and taunting the other side. How does a high school teacher (also a witch, but she's without magic, quite tragic really) slot into this scenario?

Well, you may be lucky to catch a redheaded lady shaking her finger at a poor street gangster who is sitting on his knees looking defeated and sporting a red hand mark over both cheeks. Meanwhile, the Shuten crew and the rest are standing awkwardly to the side as the lady who's wearing cracked glasses and is currently bleeding from a cut on her forehead lectures him.]

— You will not be speaking or hovering over me that way ever again, young man! I could tolerate it when you decided to resort to jeering and taunting, but grabbing me by my collar? Trying to cop a feel? Trying to use me as a shield against the opposing side?

[Both Shuten and street gang members alike glance at each other uncomfortably. This was supposed to be an adrenaline-filled battle not... Being lectured by your mom... But when Amelia barks at everyone for their attention, they all straighten up.]

Alright! We'll start this again from the top. [They all sigh in relief, grateful to get their blood pumping even with her one caveat]

If I catch any of you grabbing parts that are meant to be done in private, it's all over for you.

[So Amelia can sort of sing, but nothing special. Dancing? Fat chance. Comedy? Well... There's a lot to laugh at rather then with.

But somehow, she's managed to think up of something. So on the stage, she's been provided, a table, microphone, and a large banner sign that was hastily printed that says:]

"UNSOULVED MYSTERIES"

[The witch leans forwards toward the mic, clearing her throat before beginning her performance(?)]

How many of you have heard of the tale of the disappearance of the writer, Agatha Christie?

[Smoke dances across the stage and the lighting is set to be dramatic as she engages the audience with the riveting tale. Jigokucho is a hell city of crime, but it takes TRUE talent to spin a tale like this!

Amelia's mostly glad she learned from true crime podcasts back home...]

[Jigokucho is dazzling and intimidating. Though Amelia has embroiled herself in what can only be a fever dream of circumstances, the best way to gather her bearings, she figures, is what she always does.

Study. Research. Get more information.

You'll see her out and about with a notebook and pen she bought with what little allowance she's started with and she's going from youkai to Lost Soul, asking questions.]

Excuse me!

[And she might have just flagged you down, looking intently at you, pen at the ready.]

Feel free to answer at your discretion. Are you from a world with magic or no magic?