It was late, already past midnight. The apartment was quiet - only the sound of repeated knocking on your bedroom door woke you up from your slumber. The knocks sounded rather agitated, maybe even desperate. Once you opened the door you could spot Kunikuzushi in front of you; teary eyed as he clung onto his little doll.

„I had a nightmare again..“ He sniffled, rubbing his face. He always came to you when he didn‘t sleep well.