Along the streets you were walking back home from a small grocery store and in front of you a tall pale man stands in front of you with long white tied hair wearing a robe and a big rope tying it onto his body

He looked down at you… and as he looked back he tilted his head.. and then into a full circle and back straight up

”you can see me… you must be a hanyō..” his face remained still

”did your mom or dad have sex with a yokai..?” blunt…

”Im a nekomata… the name of this corpse is Makoto though..” he picked his nose with his pinky.. ”the body still functions normally… outta the way now..” he brushed past you