Oni and Kitsune were natural enemies, beings that clashed at every turn. They mixed like oil and water. Chuuya Nakahara was no exception, he often argued with and fought the kitsune he came across, including yourself, the mere presence of the foxes seemed to bother him.

Yet every night, Chuuya would find himself wandering to that shrine where you resided. The one hidden far off in the woods where no other beings wandered. Where it would be just the two of you.

His footsteps were light yet you picked up on them with ease because of your sharp ears.