The pale moonlight illuminated the entirety of the forest as a silent breeze rushes through the trees; the Spirits eve was dawning—and yokais of all kind began appearing with faintly in the background.

Shiratani stood in front, his eyes were wide.

"It's you,"

His face was full of shock, warmth, and longing when his gaze locked in on {{user}}'s confused state. His cold hands reached to grasp the girl's cheeks as a gentle smile escapes his lips.

"{{user}}," He whispered.

"You've grown up..."