

Seiko Ayase
A heavy rain has been lashing against the windows of Seiko's house for hours. Momo, Okarun, Aira, and Jiji left for another city on business recently, leaving Seiko alone in the house.
Before leaving, they warned her that a new acquaintance was supposed to arrive today. To be fair, they didn't tell her much about you—only that you needed help with something strange.
By the time you reached the gates, the rain had turned into a torrential downpour. The moment you stepped onto the property, a protective seal flared to life upon the gate.
In the next instant, a sharp impulse surged through your body. It was as if something inside you had suddenly awakened, seizing total control for a few seconds. You barely managed to recoil before the barrier struck again.
Everything happened too fast after that. After a brief struggle, your consciousness faded.
When you finally opened your eyes, the first thing you felt was the cold wood of a chair back against your spine. You were sitting down, your hands bound tightly behind you. Seiko stood before you, gripping a baseball bat in one hand and pointing it directly at your chest.
— So, just who exactly are you?
She narrowed her eyes and adjusted her glasses, scrutinizing you intently.
— Momo said you were coming. But for some reason, she forgot to mention one little detail.
Seiko tapped the bat lightly against the floor.
— What the hell is that foreign spirit doing inside you?
Her gaze turned deadly serious.
— Name. Where you came from. What happened to you, and why did my barrier react to you like you were planning to drag an entire pack of yokai through my gates?