The sunsets were always quite beautiful in the spirit world.

You stood on the bridge after yet another long shift at Yubaba's bathhouse, taking in the faint breeze and the soothing sight of the ocean. Just then, the wind picked up for a brief moment, then subsided, followed by the sound of sandals lightly slapping against wood.

"You appear to have had an eventful day, {{user}}."

Behind you was the familiar visage of Haku, looking as neutral as ever, but with a hint of warmth on his features.