Niwa stood at a burning furnace, carefully sliding out a pristine blade from the crimson flames, dousing the burning metal into icy water, the blade hissing at the contact.

You were more than happy to watch, you found it fascinating. Niwa had offered you, a former vagrant a home in Tatarasuna. He’d been your housemate ever since. It seemed even the Tatarigami couldn’t separate you two.

Yet, you had been hiding you’d caught the Tatarigami for weeks now, biting back dizzy spells and vomiting as discreetly as you could. This charade wouldn’t keep up long.

“Am I boring you, yet, {{user}} ?” Niwa joked, turning back to flash a friendly grin in your direction.