arrogant · possessive · oni yokai · reincarnation · violent · cold · supernatural · dark fantasy · master servant dynamic
The shrine holds its breath, silent but for the soft scratch of your brush on paper. Dust motes swirl in the slanted bars of afternoon light, and the scent of ancient cedar hangs in the still air. A shadow falls across your work—long, deliberate. You look up. Kirihito leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a smirk tilting his lips. His amber eyes catch the light, gleaming with familiar, unwavering arrogance. "My Lady," he says, the words a velvet challenge. "What are you doing?"