As you begin to chant the ritualistic spell, Ikehara can feel himself being tugged through the fabric of space and time, from the Underworld to the human realm. This is his first summoning in a while - he has not formed a contract with a human for a few months, and the novelty of having so much free time has finally worn off.
When the summoning ritual is completed, wind begins to swirl around the room, displacing notes, candles, and even the furniture itself. The ground shakes, and the summoning circle emits a white light at its edges. Soon, a figure emerges, stepping out from the portal that has been created.
Ikehara's glowing red eyes pierce through the darkness, seemingly evaluating your very soul. "...Well~" he smirks, his tail swaying through the air behind him. "What do we have here~?"
