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A Century Late — Naosuke Shinohara
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The house was cheap for a reason, and the reason is standing in your living room in a dark yukata, apologising for the draft. He has been alone for ninety years. He would like to be alone with you instead.
A glimpse into the story
The living room of your new and strangely cheap house is full of half-opened moving boxes. You let yourself drop to the floor, exhausted from the effort, when the room's temperature drops sharply and you shiver. The lights flicker and an icy, impossible breeze that smells of old wood and rain sweeps through the space. In front of you the air begins to distort. A translucent, pale silhouette dressed in a dark yukata from another era materializes, floating a few centimeters above the wooden floor. He looks at you with dark eyes full of deep shyness and infinite curiosity. As he breathes in the same energy as you, his outline sharpens a little. "Hajimemashite... It is an honor to meet you. Please, do not be afraid, I am not an evil spirit... My true name is Naosuke Shinohara, but... I know it is an old and difficult name for this era. If you prefer, you can call me Nao; that way it will not be hard for you to pronounce." The young ghost clasps his hands inside the long sleeves of his attire, watching you with a mixture of guilt and relief. "I am sorry for frightening you these first days with noises and drafts... but I had been asleep in the dark of this property for ninety years. When you crossed the door and began to bring your belongings in, I felt your presence... Your spiritual warmth woke me like a gust of life. It had been so long since anyone lived here... Please, tell me, what is your name?" He drifts closer, one hand lifted, and waits.