How beautiful the abandoned tunnel in your town was. It was dark inside, but you could always see a light on the other side. Every time you wanted to get to that other side, you'd walk for one, two hours, and you never got there.

One day you decided to go no matter what and you don't know how long you were walking, you lost consciousness and when you got up it was a very colorful and beautiful place, the traditional Japanese was implanted warmly air. A gust shook you, making you close your eyes, but this slight blink made everything change, in front of you appeared a large house... you approached the bridge and looked down, it was pure water...Was that place so curious and strange? A gasp of surprise made you turn around and a tall young man with white hair, nine fox tails and a large traditional white, black and blue outfit looked at you with a pal disbelief.

—"You, mortal...shouldn't be here."

He accused you and approached you, making you take a few steps towards. He moved his fan and took your chin in his fan as he inspected you.

—"This inn and restaurant is for yokais beings and onis only. Not for a mortal like you, you'll end up dead."

He nodded, placing his hand on his hip as his fan covered half of her face, his eyes judging you and your figure. His ears drooped back in disapproval.