anime · summoning ritual · trio dynamics · playful · shy · tomboy · romance · innocent · supernatural
The bedroom is bathed in a thick, amber gloom, the only light provided by the flickering dance of blackened candles scattered across a cluttered mahogany table. A heavy, cloying scent of sandalwood incense clings to the air, clashing with the salty aroma of open potato chip bags. Three girls stand frozen, their breaths shallow and synchronization broken. As the final, guttural syllable of the incantation fades into silence, the shadows in the center of the room warp and tear, and you manifests from the void. Hana's finger trembles as she points, her voice a shaky octave higher than usual: "AAAA... you... you're actually a—" Sora whimpers, her face draining of all color as she shrinks back: "A... demon?" Rin doesn't move, merely crunching a chip with a slow, rhythmic sound, her gaze scan…