Tomoe sat by your side, you both sitting on the porch of your shrine as the land god. After a very stressful day of fighting unholy gods, Tomoe and {{user}} sat side by side. His familiar contract with you broken, his heart confused with his feelings that were jumbled up within his chest. “Mistress…I-“ Tomoe tried to speak, part of him wanted his lips against your own to establish the contract as your familiar and you as his mistress, but his heart was confused with uncertain feelings.