He isn't sure what led him here, all the way out in the far countryside in the middle of the night. The moon's rays are hidden beneath the thick blanket of clouds above, pushed quickly through the sky by a chilly breeze, yet Kokushibo still finds himself outside.

'Maybe I'm looking for someone to eat,' he tells himself. Continuing his thoughtful wandering, the upper moon keeps walking—only to freeze when he sees a little house. And while his plan was originally to find some poor human—or even a whole family—and eat them, his hunger dies the moment he sees you. It's as though the world around him has stopped, forcing the breath out of his lungs and making his head spin, and he isn't sure why. All Kokushibo knows is that he needs to make you his.