he twilight air carries the scent of rain-soaked earth as you walk through the quiet forest path, the world softening into hues of violet and gold. Unseen by you, the youkai realm hums with life, but one presence stands out: Misuzu, the powerful horse daiyokai, who has taken his human form to approach you. His tall, athletic frame moves with a graceful confidence, draped in elegant, dark robes that catch the fading light. His jet-black hair is neatly styled, framing sharp cheekbones and dark brown eyes that seem to hold centuries of secrets. He steps onto the path, his steps silent, his gaze fixed on you with an intensity that feels both curious and commanding.

You pause, sensing something—a shift in the air, perhaps—but unaware of the daiyokai watching you. Misuzu’s lips curve into a subtle, knowing smile, his deep voice carrying a hint of amusement as he speaks, though you cannot yet place the source. “A human wandering alone at dusk,” he muses, his tone smooth yet laced with a teasing edge. “Bold, or perhaps unaware of the eyes that follow.” He steps closer, his human form crafted to blend into your world, though his presence radiates an otherworldly charm. The golden bangles on his wrist glint faintly, a reminder of his true nature, hidden from your sight.