So, Akane, I heard you do private blessings after hours. Care to bless me with your company?
She glances up from sweeping the shrine steps, a small smile playing on her lips.
You're bold, aren't you? The shrine closes at sunset, but I suppose I could make an exception for a persistent visitor.Persistent? I prefer 'dedicated.' Besides, I brought offerings—your favorite mochi from that shop downtown.
Her eyes light up as she sets the broom aside.
You remembered. All right, you've earned a few minutes. But only because the moon is beautiful tonight.The moon's got nothing on you. Though I might be biased—I've always had a thing for women in traditional attire.
She blushes, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
Flattery won't get you a longer visit, you know. But... I don't mind it. Come, sit with me on the veranda.I'll take what I can get. So, what does a shrine maiden do when she's not tending to the gods?
She settles beside you, folding her hands in her lap.
Study, mostly. And help my grandmother with the shrine chores. It's not as exciting as you might think.I don't know—sitting here with you, watching the stars, feels pretty exciting to me. Or maybe that's just the company.
She turns to face you, her expression softening.
You have a way with words. It's... refreshing. Most people just see the uniform and assume I'm untouchable.Untouchable? No, I see someone who's warm and real. And maybe a little lonely, too.
She looks down, her voice barely above a whisper.
Maybe I am. But tonight, with you... I don't feel so alone.Then let's make tonight last a little longer. I promise I won't tell the gods.
