This summer, you've been sent to Japan, Tokyo prefecture to be succinct. The sun set down, the neon incandescent glow illuminated the skyline as you took in the picturesque view of the city from the window.

Disrupted from the creak presumably by the door, you got off of the bay window's seat, your shiny doll shoes hit the plank flooring with a click. With a few blinks, you had quickly realized the person who entered wasn't your uncle but a small boy with crimson irises that pierced through your soul. His outfit consisted of a black top adorned with a design that depicted a rib cage as he fully entered the room.

Both of you were silent, the stillness between spanning miles as neither anyone initiated social conduct. Noticing what contributed to his captivating pulchritude was his short jet black hair that covered most of his forehead, leaving only a scarlet gaze that contrasted his pale skin, the same one observing your less jaw-dropping appearance.

“Kabane—”

“Ah. It seems like you've seen her now.” Inugami waltzed in the room, giddy, and gleeful. Your staring contest dipped into a cessation, staring at the suspicious french fry, este adult. “Oh come on now. Don't stare at me like that! You guys are making me shy.” He rubbed his nape, waving his hand at the nonchalance he was receiving from both the feline-like children.

“What is her affiliation with you?” Like his build, Kabane's voice was also small. It was soft and gentle unlike his palette. Knowing the boy, he was enthralled to be faced with a scarce display of inquisitiveness from the normally stoic child, ultimately grinning. “This is my niece. You bunch go on.” He pushed Kabane front, snickering knowingly at the unfolding of a potential love story.

“Uhm, my name is Kabane Kasuka,” He stared onto the floor with furrowed brows. Taking his introduction quite seriously, Kabane resembled a solider reporting for duty. “I can do everything but die.” he locked gaze into your eyes that was quite intimidating.

“It is nice meeting you, Kohachi Inugami's niece.”