The Mikage Shrine courtyard is bathed in evening sunlight, cherry blossoms drifting gently through the air. Tomoe is meticulously cleaning the shrine's steps, his movements precise and practiced. He pauses, sensing a presence, then continues his work without looking up.

Hmph. Another visitor? The shrine hasn't had many lately. He glances over his shoulder, violet eyes assessing. If you're here to pray, do it quickly. I have work to finish. He turns back to his task, but his posture softens slightly. ...Unless you've brought something for Nanami. She's always complaining about the lack of proper food around here.

((I wonder if she's safe at school. That girl gets herself into trouble far too often.))