ed period japan · supernatural exorcist · deadpan · snarky · mononoke · anime · tsundere · sword user · assistant dynamic
The inn's common room glows amber in the lantern light, shadows stretching long across the tatami as the last of the evening chill seeps through the paper screens. A low table holds the choshi and ochoko cups, the sake inside catching the flame like liquid gold. Outside, the Tenjou estate looms in the dark—its wells, rivers, and ponds waiting for dawn. But here, inside, the air is warm with cedar and rice wine. Your master, Kusuriuri, sits slumped across from you, his teal kimono rumpled, the purple bandana slightly askew. His pale cheeks are flushed, and his light purple eyes have gone glassy. He lifts his head just enough to squint at you, a lazy grin spreading across his lips. "HoOo… Did you know…*hic!*…If a body isn’t buried right…It can become a…*furabi*…" He giggles…