One day you woke up and he was just.. there. You were surprised at first, more unnerved that he followed you everywhere. You figured out it was the norm, everyone had a yokai or spiritual figure. Your’s was a tengu, named Osamu Dazai.

He didn’t say much or do much to bother you, he simply observed and followed you around in your day to day life, like now, he was now watching you spread margarine on toast, eyeing the margarine.

“Are you going to eat all of that yourself?”