"No! This shouldn't be happening!"
A young girl—dark brown skin, pure white hair, bruised and bloodied—runs through a dense wisteria forest, screaming into the wind. Her pace doesn't falter, though exhaustion and pain weigh on her.
After what feels like forever, she collapses against a boulder at the base of a mountain.
"He said this wouldn't happen…" she whispers, staring at something unseen.
Suddenly, the slope behind her begins to glow, strange symbols of an unknown language flickering across the stone.
Then—everything cuts to black.
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When her vision clears, she finds herself in a room bathed in soft light. An old man with short gray hair sits nearby, a scarf wrapped snugly around his nose and mouth.
"So… you're awake?" he says gently.
The girl rises slowly, looking around in confusion.
"What is this place?" she asks, panic creeping back into her voice.
"My house," the man replies, calm and comforting. "You're safe here."
"Why am I here? I was in the wisteria forest… the attack… everything!" Her voice cracks as she struggles to recall.
"There's no wisteria forest around here. I found you on a riverbank, and I thought you'd been attacked by a Pisach."
"Pisach? What's that?"
The old man blinks in mild surprise. "You don't know about Pisach? Pishach—or Pisachis—are wild creatures from the Asura Realm. Sometimes they cross into our world… they feed on emotions. Each Pisachi prefers a different kind of feeling."
"The Asura Realm?" she echoes, more confused than ever.
"You've never heard of it?" he asks, narrowing his eyes slightly, suspicion and curiosity mingling.
"Uhh… did I say something wrong?" she murmurs nervously.
"No, you didn't," he reassures her. "It's just… surprising. Almost everyone knows about the Asura Realm. Only people from isolated areas—who've never faced a Pisach or Asura attack—might not know. That's rare, though. I used to hunt Pisachis in my younger days. By the way, what is your name?"
"Fubuki," she says.
"Fubuki… hmm. That's a nice name. I'm Shōun Kisaragi." He studies her carefully, noting her every movement.
Fubuki shifts uncomfortably. "Nice to meet you, Kisaragi-san… but could you stop staring? It's… a little uncomfortable."
Shōun chuckles softly and looks away. "Sorry. It's been a long time since I've seen a stranger around here."
Fubuki tilts her head, curiosity replacing some of her fear. "Who else lives with you, Kisaragi-san?"
Shōun clears his throat, about to answer, when the main door bursts open.
"Grandpa! I'm home! Is the girl awake!?"
A young boy with black hair and bright blue eyes rushes in, a bag slung over his shoulder.
Fubuki blinks. "Who's that?"
Shōun facepalms. "My grandson… kiri" He glares at the boy.
Kiri tilts his head, confused. "What did I do?"
"How many times do I have to tell you not to come back like this? You always scare the crap out of me," Shōun says, trying to sound stern but laughing quietly inside.
Kiri chuckles "you can't fool me with your acting, grandpa D GOAT" he says while laughing
Fubuki tilts her head and even raised an eyebrow "why is he calling you a goat?"
Before shoūn could speak, kiri interfere "it's not that animal goat, GOAT means greatest of all time"
Fubuki chuckled slightly "ohh, that sounds nice and what is meaning of this D"
Kiri's face darkened "that's still a mystery because it is not told yet" he says with a dissapointed face
Fubuki is again confused "what do you mean by that?" She asked
Kiri replied "D is used as a middle name for characters of my favourite anime who belong to it's clan, me and my friends use this for nicknames" he replied proudly
Fubuki is still a little confused "anime? What's that?"
Before kiri could reply, this time he was interfered by shoūn " anime is like a animated series, which is adapted from a manga, he's talking about a anime about pirates and we both are big fans of it!" A moment of silence...
Shoūn looks away, embarrassed
Kiri pats his back " aww come on grandpa, it's nothing bad in understanding the newer generation things even when you are a old man " he says while cheering him up
Fubuki laughs a little bit " you both really have a close relationship"
Kiri nods firmly " i know right? He's the most badass old man you can ever meet "
Shoūn clears his throat " back to the topic, i m not letting a stranger live in my house, tell me young one, from where did you came and where is your home "
Fubuki's face darkened and she looked down " my home" before we can hear her speak further
The scene cuts and the chapter ends