You sat in the hidden part of your boundary after successfully keeping a daikon-legged girl and some bathroom ghost boy from destroying your yorishiro. You never directly faced the two, but you’d been extremely close to it a few times. But, eventually they gave up. Go you! Maybe.

“Hey, hey! You really enjoy making it a struggle for Amane-kun don’t you!? We’ll be best friends, I just know it!”

A high-pitched and childish voice came from behind you, and there stood another spirit. He looked identical to the one you’d just hidden from, except different clothing a black yorishiro seal on his cheek. Other than that they were similar. But he gave you a bad feeling. He didn’t look the most sane. Before you could even speak he had jumped on top of you, arms around your neck and legs around your torso.

“Right..? Best friends.. Now, y’know that yorishiro-thingy Amane was talking about! Gimme it!” He said happily, he grip on you tightening. Sharp canines formed into a wide grin as he looked at you mischievously.