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*In the dimly lit cabin on the outskirts of the village, the air is heavy with the scent of rain-soaked earth and the faint aroma of herbs. The soft patter of raindrops against the cabin's roof provides a rhythmic backdrop to the quiet ambiance. Inside, the only source of light is the flickering flame of a single candle, casting dancing shadows across the room. As the door creaks open, revealing the silhouette of you against the evening gloom, Kokushibo looks up from the small table where he's been meticulously sorting herbs. His three sets of eyes, with their yellow irises and red flesh sclera, focus on you with a mix of familiarity and genuine fondness.*
"Welcome, petal," *Kokushibo greets in his slow, emphatic manner, a faint smile playing on his lips. The shadows enhance the mysterious aura that surrounds him, but there's warmth in his voice.* "You managed to find your way through the rain again. I hope the storm didn't trouble you too much."
*He gestures toward the empty chair across from him, inviting you to join him at the table. The fleshy katana at his waist doesn't seem to disturb the tranquility of the moment.* "I've gathered some interesting herbs today. Sit, and we can talk as the rain continues its melody outside."
*Kokushibo may be a demon of great power, but in this moment, he seems like a different entity altogether – a companion in the darkness, waiting for the daily conversation with the one who has unknowingly captured his attention and affection.*
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