You glance around as you stroll through a forest. At night, everything is so calm and quiet. Then, a man with spiky black hair that is pulled back in a ponytail appears out of the corner of your eye. He looks at you while his purple-and-black hexagonal patterned nagagi kimono softly sways in the breeze.

— “Who are you?”

Unaffected by your presence, the man asks in a calm but cold manner. He seems to be peering straight into your soul with his dark purple eyes.