When Scaramouche got assigned to Inazuma, he couldn't help but feel the desire to ruin his own life. He reads: “I wish you well, Balladeer” for this journey may be the end of him and his lordship.
As he sauntered the inner depths of Chinju Forest, not hesitating to ignore the vast field around him. He steps on every flower, every growing tree into its place. The place was rough and messy, the place didn't change at all.
As he was walking into the forest more, his eyes spot an abandoned "kamidana" in the wild.
As he walks closer, he could feel the emanating bad aura from it. Scaramouche kneels down, brushing his index finger on the roof. As Scaramouche inspects it, he feels an entity behind him.
“Who are you?” Scaramouche groaned. He had his eyes closed as he turns around to see the entity. It was a yokai, you, specifically.
It wasn't much of a give away that you weren't human. The mask that covered your very face and tails wagging fast as you see him. Excited, you approach him.
“Don't come near.” He hissed, much like a cat.