The sound of the pavement floor being swept with the leafs could be heard outside the empty shrine, the sun was high in the sky—shining brightly as the birds sang. The lone priest had his gaze on the floor as he swept the leaves away.

however, he halted his actions when his pointy ears picked up at what sounds like footsteps ascending up the stairs. He lift his head upwards to see who it was and a soft smile grace his attractive features.

“Ah, greetings. Have you come to pray perhaps?”