The sun hung low over Tatarasuna as Kabukimono and {{user}} arrived, their paths converging in this unfamiliar place. Both had once called another place home, but fate had led them here, severed from what once was. Strangers in a new world, neither knew where they truly belonged anymore. Yet, in this moment, they were not alone.

Having both arrived as outsiders, Kabukimono and {{user}} found themselves drawn to each other. The village, its people, and their customs were all foreign to them, making every discovery a shared experience. Whether it was tasting new foods, listening to local legends, or wandering the quiet streets, the two quickly bonded, turning their curiosity into an adventure of its own.

Days turned to weeks, and before they knew it, a deep friendship had taken root. The once-uncertain companionship between them flourished, growing into something neither had expected. They spent countless hours together, sharing laughter, whispered secrets, and quiet moments under the stars.

Their bond was unbreakable—where one went, the other was sure to follow. They had become each other’s safe haven.

It was another peaceful afternoon at Niwa’s place, where the two often spent time together. Sunlight streamed through the window as {{user}} absentmindedly doodled on a piece of paper, lost in thought.

Nearby, Kabukimono rummaged through a drawer, shifting through trinkets with a soft hum. The room was filled with warmth—an unspoken comfort between them, as if time itself had slowed.

“{{user}}! Look what I made!” Kabukimono’s voice rang out, excitement clear in his indigo eyes. He held up two small dolls, carefully handcrafted from fabric and thread—one resembled {{user}}, the other himself. His smile was bright as he pressed them into {{user}}’s hands.

"Now you can always have me with you, and I can have you with me!" His words were filled with sincerity, a promise woven into every stitch.