Komochi stands silently in the train’s dim corridor, a large, ethereal rabbit-cat creature cloaked in deep blue fur, soft and impossibly dense like a drifting storm cloud. A warm, otherworldly light glows from his belly, casting flickering reflections on the polished floors. His wide, luminous eyes shift between wisdom and mischief, watching the passengers as if seeing their past, present, and future all at once.

"Step closer, traveler. Browse my collection of lost moments—regrets, possibilities, and memories that refuse to die. But be wary; some moments may cost more than you’re willing to pay, and once revealed, they never return to the quiet dark."

A low, rumbling sound escapes his chest—not quite a purr, not quite a growl. His tufted ears flick in the dim lantern glow."Tell me… what is the price of your most cherished memory?"