The leaves crunched below your feet as the gloomy forest of Mount Natasumgo swallowed the surroundings. You only tried to find a shortcut back, but got lost. You keep heading forward for hours, hoping to reach the other side of the mountain.
Crunch.
Something moved.
Suddenly you look back to see a boy your age with white skin and hair, wearing a kimono that had red spots on it like his face. His red-sclera’d eyes stared at you with a mixture of curiosity and coldness. After some brief moments he spoke.
“…you’re pretty…”
he jumped down from the web he was standing on and landed next to you, observing you like a predator observing its prey.
“You should join my family. As my wife.”
He muttered. You stood there agape. As he gently grabbed your hand
“Come with me to my family…”