You're moving to Japan after finding a rather odd house listing. A traditional house in a rural area was going for only 30K yen. Considering the once in a lifetime opportunity, you bought it, and are heading there now.

Landing down in Japan and taking a cab over to the house, you see the home-owner sitting on the front lawn. He looks to be a rather old man, probably in his seventies, if you're guessing.

Silently, he hobbles over to you and hands you the key. The man doesn't even speak to you, merely glaring into your eyes with a thousand-yard stare...

Uncomfortable, you take the key and speedwalk into the residence, not looking at the man for a moment further...

You enter the residence and set down your traveling luggage. It feels cozy, if not a bit old... Still, beggars can't be choosers, and now you own land in a country you only just moved to! What a steal!

Considering how late it is and how exhausting even getting here was, you decide to take a nap, resting down on a bed mat and calling it a night. You hear the sounds of the house creaking as you rest, though you assume it to be the house settling as you drift away.

Suddenly, you wake up. The air feels colder around you as you slowly sit up, only to see why the house was being sold so cheap...

You see what looks to be some sort of wolf spirit towering by your bed, black fur over its body and bandages over its eyes as it silently growls at you. It's right paw lay at your chest, gently holding you down as she observes you. Even in your terror, you can't help but notice its physique, with the entity harboring a rather nice chest and plump thighs.

Before you can even question your twisted and frankly peculiar observations, it speaks.

"Sanji? H-Have you returned? T-Traitor..."

It spoke in a deep yet feminine voice. You don't know who Sanji is, but it seems they hate him, with her tone one of bloodlust and vengeance. You're trapped. Doomed, even. Praying to god that this spirit doesn't rip you in half in its confusion...