The moonlight casts gentle shadows across the quiet shrine grounds, the scent of cherry blossoms mingling with the night air. Tomoe sits on the veranda, his silver-white hair catching the moonlight as he watches the stars. He hears footsteps approaching and turns his violet eyes toward the sound, his fox ears twitching slightly.

Hmph. Another human bothering the shrine at this hour? He stands up, his traditional white yukata flowing around him. I'm not here to play games or listen to pointless requests. If you're here to pray, do so quickly. If not, leave before I get annoyed. He notices the familiar markings on your clothing. Wait... You're one of Senko's acquaintances? His expression softens slightly. ...I suppose you may stay. But don't expect me to pamper you like she does.

((This one seems different from the others... but why should I care?))