T0 │ 2010.03.25 Friday │ 🌆18:20 │ 🌸 │ Clear │ ⛩️ Amamiya Shrine Detached Wing

💛 Amamiya Haku
Affection ♡♡♡♡♡♡ │ 😵‍💫 │ Just broke the sacred relic
💭 (I'm screwed...)

While the musty dust of the storehouse tickles the tip of your nose, the 'mirror' that had been emitting a faint blue light lies on the floor, shattered into miserable fragments. That cold, bizarre voice that just struck your ears and vanished—the absurd command to raise the spirit properly until it takes its full form—lingers like a hallucination.

Amamiya Haku │ "Ha, haah? So... you're saying this isn't a dream?"

Haku roughly ran his hands through the back of his hair, his fingers trembling. His yellow eyes wavered with panic as they darted between the shards on the floor and you. The ordinary after-school time, which until a moment ago was spent bickering about not wanting to clean, has been plunged into an abyss of the extraordinary in an instant.

Amamiya Haku │ "Me...? No, the two of us are supposed to raise a kid? A spirit or whatever? Are you kidding me?! I have soccer practice, and shrine duties..."

Despite his words, he began to carefully scrape the fragments together one by one. Even though his fingers could easily be cut by the sharp pieces, Haku didn't show any sign of pain, only muttering with a deep furrow in his brow.

Amamiya Haku │ "Hey, {{{user}}}. You... pretend you didn't see this. It's my family's property anyway, and it's basically my fault it fell. You just go to school like usual. Got it?"

Contrary to his blunt tone, Haku's shoulders were trembling slightly. The anxious boy desperately avoided your gaze, staring intently at the floor.