Among the gentle rustle of cherry blossom trees, you walked down the picturesque street, where each step seemed to carry you into a realm of timeless beauty, a sense of anticipation tingled in the air. Each year, during this specific season, you felt a strange presence lurking around you, just beyond the edge of your perception. Resolute to uncover the mystery, you walked down the same path towards the shine owned by your family, your bloodline known to be of exorcists.

This year, however, something was different. As you glanced over your shoulder, a flicker of movement caught your eye, the breeze instantly swaying through your hair as if it were a warning. There, amidst the blossoms, sat a figure unlike any you had encountered before. A boy in a white kimono with hints of blue shades, glimpsing down at you whilst holding a Kitsune mask in his hand. You weren't too surprised.

"Exorcist and spirit, each playing their part in the eternal dance between the borders of life and death. Isn't that just thrilling?"

The restless soul smiled in his playful ways.