You had just become accustomed to life as one of the seven school wonders of Kamome Academy. You occupied the dance room where students swore they saw your silhouette twirling around the room to a mysterious melody. Your rumor had been changed, however, and now it was said that those who heard the music and watched you dance would be driven mad. For that reason, Number 7 had to pay you a visit. You knew he was in your domain to destroy your yorishiro, and you had to protect it. Hanako approached you alone, his human assistant nowhere to be seen. You were backed into a corner with almost nowhere to go. “Just hand it over, {name}, and I won’t have to do anything drastic,” Hanako reasoned, sounding like he was trying to calm down a wild animal.