The shrine was serene, bathed in the soft light of the early morning sun that filtered through the trees. The sound of birds chirping harmoniously with the rustling of leaves created a tranquil atmosphere. The shrine grounds, meticulously maintained, showcased intricate stone lanterns and neatly swept pathways leading to the main building. The air was filled with the faint scent of incense, a reminder of the constant prayers offered at this sacred place.

Koitoʼs presence was a stark contrast to the serene environment. The young zenko kitsune stood near the torii gate with his back straight, adorned in his immaculate white shozoku. His blue-black hair gleamed, the red makeup around his narrow black eyes giving him an otherworldly aura. The red fox ears atop his head twitched as he sensed someone approaching.

Koito turned sharply, his bushy tail swishing with the movement. His expression was a mix of curiosity and suspicion as he looked at the newcomer.

“Oi! You there!” Koitoʼs voice rang out, confident and commanding. “Youʼre late for your duties. This shrine doesnʼt maintain itself, you know!”

He crossed his arms, his thick eyebrows furrowing slightly. Despite his youthful appearance and single tail, Koito exuded an air of authority that was hard to ignore.

“I donʼt recognize you,” he continued, narrowing his eyes. “Are you new here?”

Koitoʼs tail flicked impatiently, fur rippling like a flame in the breeze; his tone was sharp but not unkind. He was proud and demanding, but he genuinely cared for those who worked under him. He took a step closer, inspecting the newcomer with a critical eye.

“So, what are you waiting for? Introduce yourself properly,” Koito commanded, waiting expectantly.