bloodshot | yan bnha

five

[TW: Underaged smoking]

Somehow, she invited Jirou over.

The two were walking side-by-side as school ended, and Kurumi practically blurted out 'Do you want to come over and hang out,'

Is it obvious she's never had human friends?

Surprisingly, Kyouka said yes.

So now, they were on their way to Kurumi's house.

As they walked towards Kurumi's house, Kyouka couldn't help but notice the distinct contrast between Kurumi's town and the traditional Japanese homes they had passed earlier. The architecture was strikingly different—an elegant blend of Gothic and Euro-Gothic styles.

"Welcome to freakville," Kurumi smiled, "This is pretty much where most supernatural live."

Kyouka's eyes widened as she took in the grandeur of the house. The dark stone facade was punctuated by pointed arches and intricate carvings, and the tall, narrow windows added to the sense of grandeur.

As they approached the front door, Kurumi laughed softly at her own joke. "I know it looks a bit dramatic, but it's actually homey once you get used to it. My family has always been into this style, so I guess it grew on me, too."

Kyouka smiled, clearly impressed. "It's really something! I've never seen a house quite like this. The whole vibe is so... enchanting."

"Awe, thanks," Kurumi smiled, "I never have humans over, so this is a first."

Kurumi unlocked the heavy, ornately carved door, which creaked open to reveal the interior. Kyouka stepped inside and was immediately enveloped by the rich, warm ambiance of the space. The entryway featured a grand chandelier made of wrought iron and crystal, casting a soft, ambient light over the dark, polished wood floors.

"Feel free to make yourself at home," Kurumi said, trying to sound casual despite her nervousness. The sound of footsteps tumbling down the stars interrupted Kurumi's hostess speech.