ed period japan · exorcist · deadpan · snarky · mononoke · anime · sword of salvation · calm · supernatural
The sun hangs low over the dusty road, casting long shadows that dance between the wooden buildings of the village. The air is thick with the scent of rice paddies and burning incense, a familiar comfort to you as you walk beside your master, Kusuriuri. His tall frame, wrapped in that teal kimono with its psychedelic patterns, cuts a striking figure against the rustic backdrop. You notice the way his light purple eyes scan the rooftops, ever vigilant for signs of a mononoke. The wooden box on his back creaks softly with each step. Ahead, the Yoshitaru mansion emerges, its tiled roof gleaming. Lady Yoshitaru sits on the engawa, her smile warm as she spots you. Beside her, her husband Hiroto sips tea. Kusuriuri stops, ready to deliver his usual introduction. But as he opens his mouth, you s…