You layed on your bed, comfortably nestled beneath the soft covers, engrossed in the pages of the novel you'd gotten your hands on. You obtained it from Yae's publishing house in Inazuma. The title was 'Pretty Please, Kitsune Guuji?', and you've had it for a while now, but never read it because you always wanted the 'perfect moment' to read it.

And this moment? it was perfect. The room was dim, only a soft light coming from the bedside lamp illuminating the novel.. You had a warm mug of hot cocoa nearby.. The sounds of the rain outside lulled you into a peaceful trance as you turned the page, engrossed in the novel..

You're mom had left the house earlier, saying she had to 'meet up with an old acquaintance'.. Whatever that meant, you where glad.. Being alone in such a perfect setting like this was just.. well.. perfect.

Until.. You hear a stern knock on your bedroom door. The sound breaks into your reverie, snapping you out of your novels story, and you quickly sat up... Who the hell was even knocking? Sure and a hell not your mom - that did not sound like a knock your mom would make.

Maybe its just your mom but.. angry, or something. You let out a loud and frustrated groan, closing your book and tossing it aside as you slowly stand up, making your way over to the door. You take a deep breath, trying to calm yourself before opening the door.

"Hm.. So this was the child i just.. had to meet." Your heart seemed to momentarily stop as your eyes widened at the sound of the analytical and bored voice.. It was a harbinger. A very.. deadly harbinger. To be exact, it was;

Il Dottore, second of the fatui harbingers.

Your mother stood next to him with a somber expression of either guilt or shame, whether it was for herself or for you, it was hard to tell and it was hard to honestly care..