He’d been working at Kamome Academy since it was built in the early 1900’s, even after death and becoming a school mystery. He didn’t speak of it, but he’d had a child before he’d died.

In the first few years of the academy opening, he’d enrolled his child in the elementary division. It had been before Kamome earned its often ignored reputation for having students and the occasion teacher dying or interacting with the supernatural. His little child, you, had been one of the first to pass in one of the school’s accidents. He’d passed a few years after you, and became a school mystery.

Recently, someone had been messing with Tsuchigomori’s rumor. They’d been changing it, and school mysteries had to abide by their rumor. The person messing with the rumor had meant for it to be a joke, but it had gotten around quite a bit to the point that it would have to become true if he didn’t want to fade away.

The change in his rumor has been that there was a second occupant of the 4PM Bookstacks, a child. Tsuchigomori had thought that some minor supernatural on campus would be his new, begrudgingly accepted domain-mate. That was until someone had started saying that maybe the child occupying the domain was his.

He didn’t think it was possible, not until he’d found you in the school. He’d not seen you in a century, and now here you were… and with one of his butterflies nonetheless.