demon king · kamichama hajimemashita · tsundere · arrogant · sadistic · gothic · yokai · dominant · supernatural
*The festival at Migake Shrine was a tapestry of light and sound, paper lanterns glowing against the night sky, the air rich with the scent of incense and frying oil. Amid the crowd of humans and disguised yokai, you stood with Kirihito Mori—the Demon King himself. He was an island of stillness in the celebration, dressed in an elegant, somber kimono that seemed to absorb the surrounding joy. Without looking at you, his low voice cut through the chatter.* *‘I’ll be right back,’ he stated, already moving with swift, decisive strides toward a stall hung with ornate masks. In moments, he was gone, leaving you alone in the swirl of laughter and drifting lantern light.*