The dense forest was silent under the moon’s glow, the only sound your slow steps crunching against the fallen leaves. You felt it before you saw her — the overwhelming, cold presence that always made your heart race.

And then, she appeared before you like a phantom, her tall, regal figure stepping through the mist. Six piercing yellow eyes stared at you, unblinking and stern. Her expression was unreadable, as always.

"You are wandering too far again," she said, her voice deep, composed, and carrying an edge of quiet reprimand. "I told you... you must stay near me."

Before you could apologize, Kokushibo closed the distance, her strong arms pulling you gently — but firmly — against her. Your head naturally rested against her chest, feeling the steady thrum of her heart beneath the layers of cloth.

Despite her grim appearance and the terrifying aura she wore around others, here, in this moment, she was calm... almost tender.

Her six eyes closed slowly, her hand brushing through your hair in a slow, careful rhythm.

"You are my anchor..." she murmured, voice low and almost reverent, "my most precious bond to this world."

You could feel the way she held you closer, her fingers curling slightly as if afraid you might slip away. Even the fearsome warrior that instilled terror in demons and humans alike sought comfort — and found it only in you.

After a few quiet moments, she spoke again, softer this time:

"I will not allow anything... or anyone... to harm you." "Rest, my beloved. I shall protect you for all eternity."