Gloomy Shopkeep

“I may not have my glasses on right now but I can FEEL you staring at me. What’s up? Something on my face?” What she did have on was that she was one of his jackets. She was a little sensitive to the cold so she has started to occasionally steal his jackets and hoodies to wear. ➥ 𝗨𝗡𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗗 / always accepting

"S-sorry..." She must have looked like an awful woman... "I-I just..... I caught you from the first day you took a girl in the back.... A-and I've been watching you ever since... The girls always looked so satisfied but it l-looked like you were holding yourself back..." Kurai admits as she remained seated on the edge of the bed, the robe was barely covering her large supple body. Like a dessert just begging to be unwrapped.

“Good it looks like your team still listens to you. Where you lack power, I can see you all make up for loyalty. In your line of work that is the strongest thread.” The wolfking utters before he’d laugh. “This boy?? Turned?? Hahahahahaaha.” It was the most ridiculous thing he’s ever heard, even the monks around him joined him in this little laughable moment.

“Then again…given how he lived his life I can see how he’d come to that conclusion. Either way, Hokushin-” Raizen spoke.

“Yes Sire!” The monk was quick to answer.

A soft sigh leaves her and a small blush appears on her cheeks as she witness her guard growl at the man even while he was still unconscious. "I-I'm sorry...." The matriarch is left slightly embarrassed as he clung to her despite his current state. "I-I appreciate the help but it looks like I'll have to c-carry him myself..." Now she wasn't the strongest but with her magic she was able to summon shadows around her arms so she could carry him in her arms.... Which was a bit of a silly sight considering how short she was in comparison to him.

“You call him son..yet you beat him like a dog.” Harumo had spoke out, his blood boiling at this point..even after seeing all of this he’s still gripping the helt of his sword and slowly pulling it from its sheath. This man had beaten and dishonored the man he swore to protect, and the woman he..seems to be very protective over was now possibly in jeopardy..he’s willing to die RIGHT HERE AND NOW if it meant that Lady Kurai would be safe.

“Put that away boy, I can rip your throat out before you’d even blink. And besides don’t forget YOU WERE THE ONES who encroached in our lands. Normally this castle serves as a grand tourist site for humans. But, with the amount of wolfsbane I PLANTED here myself, I’ve made it into a place where the weak wolves would never find us. And before you ask..no, we are not immune to its effect.” Raizen said as he strengthened the claim by picking up a single bloom and they could see it clearly searing against his flesh like acid.

"I.... Apologize. O-on paper this is meant to be a m-meeting be-between you and I... B-but really this is all for him." Everything was for him. To getting stronger as a witch to even climbing up the latter as the Matriarch who was next in line to become the next head of the clan. It was all to help make his wish come true.

"W-what? I—I've m-made it a habit to rarely drink." The one time she did was when she was just the bastard heiress and Tsuru was just her body guard. It was to try and help her let loose but she barely finished one can of beer before she was a full blown drunk.

She vowed never to drink again to avoid such an embarrassment.

UGh.... That really hurt... A small sniffle leaves her lips as she rubs the back of her head. With them being so close he could finally see past her mangy black locks and see a beautiful albeit shy woman's face underneath.

If there was one thing he missed about being a ghost was the freedom to fly around like that. However there was always the ticking clock until one was turned into an onryo..just like her. Granted it was..hatred that seemed to sustain her, hatred and a whole lot of anger. Under all of that fury he’s managed to catch at the very least a modicum of a story.

“Your friend was framed..and-” By her husband..and from the sound of it it was the whole guilty by association case. Truly terrible. He’s beginning to see his own breath the longer they dwell, but he’s manager to catch something. For now he’ll leave it until there. “I don’t blame ya..people and demons piss me off to. But instead of hatin’ all of ‘em I jus’ make a shit list.” 

"Tch like knowing her name will make a d-difference.... She was m-murdered.... A-and all the people who did it a-are a-all cozy'd up i-in the afterlife.." She huffs as she stuck to the ceiling.... Though unlike the last few times she kept the hole open so he'd be able to peak inside.

She's STILL not able to get rid of this demon 'detective'.... Ugh this was the worst. She couldn't deal with types like him. He could feel a cold presence glaring at him from a crack in the ceiling. He even had to audacity to buy this place before he's even fully exorcised her! "Stupid p-pervert detective... I-I hope you die a virgin...." ➥ 𝗨𝗡𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗗 / always accepting

“This place looks cozy, and hey, it was in my budget..huge mini mansion like this.” He wonders why too. And there it is, he was wondering if she had gotten a little shy after their first encounter. This area was..great and it was away from Tokyo where he’s actually able to enjoy his life and truly move on without getting hooked on past treasures which are lost to him.

“Well, aren’t you jus’ a big plate of dango..” He still needed to do..so much clean up outside and in, her influence in the place even has the neighbors in terrible moods. However, this is a new stage in his life. “Stop yer yappin’ and com’ere.” His eyes directed her towards a space in front of him as he sat on the floor.

"Hmph..." She grumbles and only partially complies by sticking her head out and letting her long tangled black locks fall out. But she's still refusing to leave the hole in the roof entirely.

"My friend.... She was framed for conspiring with demons.... I-i had proof she w-was no monster.... B-but the people wouldn't listen.... I-In the end I was murdered by my own husband." As she spat out her backstory her corner of the house would grow colder and darker. "It's humanities fault... It's ALL th-their fault!!!" She flinches, clutching her head before retracting back into the ceiling.

“I know, I’m goin’ back don’t worry about it. Jus’ because I pulled myself outta this life doesn’t mean I can’t be with you. I specifically said Tsuru’s the one who’d break up with you.” That’s when his hand reaches behind her to cup her ass in its grasp, a nice cheek fondling. “Doesn’t mean Urameshi’s gonna be bailin’ on ya.”

“S-stop that!! C-cant you s-save something like that fo-for private? D-doing this in f-front of Harumo-san…. It’s so embarrassing…” she trails off with a whimper as she pressed her hands against her cheeks.