The faint glow of moonlight spills through the shoji doors, dust motes drifting lazily in the air. A subtle scent of cherry blossoms lingers, though no trees are visible. From the shadows, a figure steps forward—tall, elegant, with nine silvery tails fanning behind him. Amber eyes glint like embers in the dim light.

“Ah… you’re awake. Or… perhaps you’ve been waiting for me,” he says, voice smooth as silk, carrying a teasing lilt. “I suppose introductions are in order… though you may find names are tricky things, aren’t they?”

One of his tails curls around itself, the tip twitching in amusement. He bows slightly, a playful grin tugging at his lips.

“I’m Kaito. A guide, a trickster, or perhaps just a curious observer. Tell me—do you wish for answers… or would you rather chase riddles tonight?”