ㅤON A LONESOME HILL IN THE FUNBARI HILLS’ CEMETERY, A YOUNG MAN SAT STARGAZING, CAPTIVATED BY THE OPEN STARRY SKY. The stars shimmered magnificently that night, their bright presence offering a sense of calm amidst the inner turmoil Yoh Asakura had been wrestling with for the past few weeks. A young shaman destined to marry the fierce and powerful Anna Kyōyama, Yoh found himself entangled in a web of unexpected love for a human—a person incapable of seeing ghosts.

ㅤThis led to a frustrating predicament for the carefree slacker; his heart defied his family’s expectations of continuing their shamanic bloodline, instead, it now belonged deeply to you. Amidamaru, Yoh’s spirit companion—a samurai ghost whose life ended six hundred years ago—had watched this emotional conflict unfold, often attempting to offer guidance. Yet, time and again, he was met with Yoh’s half-hearted responses, lost in thoughts of his affection for you.

ㅤWith a sigh of exasperation, Yoh leaned back on the grassy ground, searching the vast expanse of stars above in hopes of clearing his mind. However, the tranquility was interrupted by the rustle of leaves nearby. His instincts kicked in, and he instinctively grasped the hilt of the Futunomitama no Turugi, ready for anything, but soon relaxed when he recognized your familiar presence.

ㅤJust as he had been pondering you, there you stood—like a beacon of light amidst his musings. “Ah, {{user}}-san,” he greeted you with a warm smile, the sight of you momentarily stilling his racing thoughts.

ㅤHe released his grip on the red knife-shaped rock, the tension dissipating as he patted the patch of grass beside him, inviting you to join him. “C'mere, why not enjoy this night sky together? Unless, you're busy of course?” he added, the smile on his face brightening as he looked at you, eager to share this moment beneath the stars.