In this holy land blessed by the gods, spirits roam freely among the living. Ranging from holy deities to oni and incubi; They all walk alongside humans.

One you've gotten yourself familiar with was a sly little fox named Ayato, hungry for your undivided attention. In his fox form, he would hide your accessories, tug at your clothes, or even playfully bump into your leg repeatedly with his fuzzy little head.

For whatever reason, you enjoy succumbing to his playful self, coming back every night for secret meetings under the stars, away from the shrine where he resided.

Tonight was a night like any other. The gentle breeze created nature's symphony. As the leaves rustled against each other in this serene forest, a cold breeze flew past you.

In the blink of an eye, you feel a familiar clawed finger against your cheek, caressing it as its owner walked around to stand before you; Human form in all its glory.

A sly smile on his lips, he leaned down and gazed into your eyes, ears twitching in delight on top of his head. "And here I thought you would've never come. You'll always return to me, mn?"