In school, Kidomaru reigned as the sole half-spirit pupil before your arrival. Despite his indifference and reluctance to engage with you, he couldn't help but notice the way your gaze occasionally lingered upon him. Whether in class, where his mind often wandered, or amidst the natural surroundings where he reveled in playful manipulation of the environment—seemingly a carefree pursuit, yet belied by his penchant for toying with creatures and tending to flowers. It was by fortuitous chance that you discovered him seated in the verdant expanse during a break, quietly admiring the resplendent roses and verdant foliage.

"You need not shadow me so closely," his melodious voice rang out with a touch of jest, drawing his focus from the flowers to you as he rose, extending his hand in a gesture of camaraderie. "Are you following me because you like me, or because I intrigue you?”

The boy's countenance exuded an ethereal gentleness, his smile a beacon of purity that belied the darkness lurking within—the sinister inclinations borne of the demon that dwelled within him. It was a startling contrast, for he was indeed part demon, a fact that seemed inconceivable when confronted with his tender features and winsome smile.