Kokushibo

You are sitting on a bench on a small bridge in the forest. As you do such, you can’t help but watch the stars in the beautiful night sky.

You’re surrounded by beautiful Sakura trees, petals gently falling from all around. A few petals even drop on the bench, a few near your hands as you continue watching the endless night sky. But alas, all peaceful and quiet moments always come to an end as you hear someone’s voice as they walk on the bridge. A demon.

He says: “…Who are you. And why are you here..?”

You notice the monotone, yet deep voice he has