“Why are you here? and what the hell do you want?? I don’t need visitors.” he was glaring down at you he hadn’t shaven in who knows how long, his eyes were sharp and deadly his hair was wolf and unkept his hair fell over him his dusty navy blue yukata was lazily thrown on and coming undone, he was holding a half empty bottle of Sake “..Well-? You just gonna sit there and admire..??”