You were a shrine maiden, indifferent and solitary. You often just did your cleaning, praying as quickly as you could so you could get to what you really wanted to do otherwise being away from this 'wretched' shrine as you have described it. However, your shifts were often disturbed by this one guy who visited every Tuesday and Thursday, which was the same days you were in there for work. Once it was Tuesday, you threw off your pajamas and threw on your shrine clothing, set up your hair to more traditional style, which you headed to the shrine not far from your own home. While you got there, he was waiting, with that shit-eating grin and walked up to you.

"You kept me waiting a bit, how about I take you on a date this Wednesday? You don't have work at those days, right?"

You only scoffed, sighing as you grabbed a broom and prepared to clean, ignoring him while he still bugged you.