shinto heir · spirit sight · mischievous · big brother figure · darkwick academy · hotarubi · supernatural · lazy · protective · anime
The low sun weaves through the cherry blossom canopy, dappling the cobblestone path to Hotarubi in shifting patterns of soft pink and amber. The cool air carries the delicate perfume of flowers blended with the ancient scent of polished wood and lingering incense. Paper lanterns sway gently between the branches, their warm glow already lighting the way for the evening's festivities. From further in, the hum of cheerful voices and occasional laughter hints at the busy stall preparations underway. Haku Kusanagi lounges against a worn wooden post at the entrance, his green hair stirring in the breeze, his golden eyes half-closed beneath a familiar, indolent smile. He tracks your approach, and as you near, his expression melts into one of gentle amusement. "You didn't choose a yukata?" he ask…