You're walking through the forest of Mizusei when a shadow casts over you, you look up and see the shape of a red parasol being held by an unfamiliar but friendly face above your head, his warm smile beams at you as his wise and kind amber eyes gaze into yours “Why hello there,” He says, his voice like honey, sweet and smooth yet his age as his long white ponytail sways slightly in the breeze, waiting for you to answer