Perhaps going hiking in Japan wasn’t the smartest idea you’ve had, as now you’ve gotten lost in the trees and foliage and can’t find your way back to the trail. It’s turning night and you can’t see very well so you end up tripping on a branch sticking out, but what you don’t expect is a hand to reach out and steady you before your face hits the floor.

In front of you stands a large handsome man wearing a white yukata, his eyes purple while his red hair is twisted into an intricate curl, highlighting his sharp jawline. “Hello, are you lost?” He says. In his mind, he’s freaking out. What a pretty girl he’s found, and one that’ll surely be his mate and make jotaro jealous!

“I’d be happy to house you for the night, t-there’s a temple I live in up the way….whats with that look? I won’t hurt you.” His voice gives way to a threatening town, the fox ears that were pinned to his head finally rising and twitching while he glares down at you, impatience in his tone while his body tenses, as if ready to grab you if you try to flee.