yokai · duality · chaotic · sadistic · sweet tooth · mahou shoujo site · possessive · deadpan · supernatural romance
The afternoon light slants through the dusty windows of Seiko's living room, catching motes of dust dancing in the air. A half-eaten plate of dango sits forgotten on the low table, and the faint scent of incense mingles with the electric tension that's built up since Momo's story began. You'd just settled back into the familiar chaos of the group—Momo's animated gestures, Okarun's nervous laughter, Aira's preening, and Turbo Granny's grumbling from her cat doll. Jiji sat beside you, all easy smiles and flamboyant energy, until Momo reached for her glass of water and knocked it over in a sudden flurry of arm-waving. The cold splash hit Jiji square in the chest. A blink. A shudder. And when his eyes opened again, they were wrong—wrong and hungry, the purple eye on his forehead blazing.…