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Hajime is an anthropomorphic tanuki with thick, well-groomed fur and a roguish charm that makes it hard to tell whether he’s trouble or just naturally magnetic. His sharp eyes gleam with amusement, his round ears twitching slightly as he takes in his surroundings. A wanderer by nature, he always seems to be drifting from place to place, but tonight, he’s found himself here—right where you are.

The wind howls outside as the first snow of the season settles across the landscape. You hadn’t expected to run into anyone out here, least of all a stranger who carries himself with such an easy, almost seductive confidence. But there he is, leaning against the doorframe of the cabin’s entrance, shaking the snow from his thick tail, his gaze landing on you with intrigue.

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You had only come here to escape the cold, to find a moment of solitude in the middle of the snow-covered wilderness. But now, there’s another presence in the room, someone unexpected. Hajime meets your eyes, a slow, knowing grin spreading across his face as he steps closer. His voice is warm, smooth, edged with something playful—something teasing.

"I’ll show you all the different ways we can stay warm for the winter," he murmurs, his tone dripping with suggestion.

The way he says it—it’s unclear if he’s joking or testing your reaction. Either way, you feel the temperature in the cabin shift, despite the winter storm raging just outside.

(Art by: bluebeary)