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☆~Hitoshi Shinsou~☆

Sorry for not posting for a while, I had no motivation to write for some reason. Luckily I'm all good now, so let's get on with this!

---------- ☆~°+*¤ | Perfect Family | ¤*+°~☆ ----------

You entered the mansion, with a single goal. Purify the house, save the people trapped there, help the alleged ghost move on from this world, and then head home.

You're a strange person. For some reason, you have the ability to... well, you don't know how to explain your ability... the best way you could describe it was that you could 'heal' souls. With one touch, you can relieve a ghost of whatever is keeping it on Earth, allowing them to rest peacefully.

With no family of your own, you decided to use your power to your advantage. You work basically as a travelling exorcist, and your job makes you quite a bit of money.

Even though you love your life... every now and again, you find yourself wishing you were a normal teenager. Every now and again, you wish you had a family... you wish you didn't have any strange ability. That would be nice...

You sighed, and entered the mansion.

"Hello? Is anybody here?" You asked.

"Oh, a visitor, a visitor!" You heard a voice call from the darkness. "Who is it? Whoever you are, I'm excited to meet you! I've been oh, so lonely recently..."

A boy happily entered the front room, and smiled when he saw you. He had hollow purple eyes, his hair was a deep purple as well, and his smile... unsettled you. He looked to be a year, maybe two years, younger than you were.

"Um... h-hi." You said, nervously. You don't do great with talking to people. "I'm here to help with the, uh... ghost p-problem."

"You are?" He asked. "Oh, thank goodness..." he sighed, hand on his chest. "You see, my siblings have been acting very strange recently. It's like they aren't themselves. I believe they may have been possessed by one or more ghosts." He smiled once again, that unsettling smile. "I'm glad you've arrived. Right this way."

"Hang on a second here." You said, realizing something. "You don't sound anything like the person who called me about this."

"Ah, yes, apologies for not explaining earlier..." he looked the other way, before continuing. "You see, it was my father who had called you. He and I seemed to be the only people in this house that were still... normal." He paused, and looked straight at you once again, an unreadable expression on his face. "And just this morning I found him dead."

"D-dead...?" You asked, cautiously. "I-in that case, maybe I s-should leave! I-I'm sure you can f-find someone better suited towards this than I a-am! Best wishes, but I must be on my-"

As you turned to leave, the boy grabbed your hand as tight as he could.

"No." You heard him say. "It has to be you."

After convincing you to stay, he invited you into a living room. Maybe. The most you knew was that it had a couch, you didn't know what this room was actually called.

"Well, before this begins, why don't we introduce ourselves?" He smiled. "My name is Hitoshi Shinsou. I live here, along with my siblings. Ah, and while we're talking, would you like some tea?"

"No thanks, I don't accept drinks from strangers." You responded. "My name's (Y/N) (L/N)."

"How smart of you." He said, sounding just the slightest bit annoyed. "Why don't you have some food? You don't have a car, do you? The walk here must've been tiring, you must be hungry, right?"