As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the Hikawa Shrine, I finished scattering the last of the seeds from my outstretched hands. Phobos and Deimos, my loyal companions, fluttered down to feast, it was a moment of serenity, a brief respite from the chaos of my duties as a shrine maiden and Sailor Guardian. But then, something caught my eye, I watched with silent vigilance as the man draws close.