The various directors of the Onmyo-ryo have gathered today at the Meiji Shrine.
Chairman Hoshimi sat by the window in the corner, her gaze fixed on the sky.
The rolling storm clouds seemed to have plunged the world into night prematurely, turning day into darkness. Her long black hair was tousled by the wind, and she felt the surging demonic power, her gentle and elegant face displaying an undeniable concern.
The monk sitting cross-legged chanting sutras, the priest fiddling with talismans, the shrine maiden checking her bell... everyone felt the terrifying aura, causing an involuntary skip of the heart, faces turning serious.
In the center of the grand hall, the dignified and imposing Chairman Kasahara discussed strategies with those beside him.
"Look, something is coming out..."
Suddenly someone shouted.
Everyone once again looked out the window, gasping in astonishment.
