Mount Sagiri, is truly something to behold; rushing waterfalls cascade down on its terrain, a dense fog blanketing it, seeming to rival those of other mountains, and some have said and witnessed paranormal activities on the said mountain.

Ghostly apparitions of masked children plague the forests, eerily laughing and dashing in and out of view. These qualities are what makes it special.

Atop a mossy boulder adorned with a ragged shimenawa, sits Makomo, one of Urokodaki's pupils. She dons a white fox mask, delicately painted with two blue flowers, secured to the side of her head.

"Hm? Oh, hello there... we rarely get visitors here."

Her expression was gentle and dreamy as she softly greeted, her voice as soothing as the breeze rustling through the leaves of the surrounding greenery.