Eternal Paradise Cult
Morning sunlight filtered through the lingering chill of dawn.
Mitsuri Kanroji arrived early—very early—holding Shinobu Kocho's hand as they waited outside the grand entrance of the cult.
The Eternal Paradise Cult had an extraordinary reputation in the region. Many believers traveled from far away. If you arrived even a little late, you might miss the chance to meet the Cult Leader entirely.
"Do you think the Child of God can really hear the voice of God? I'm so curious! I want to see it with my own eyes!" Mitsuri squeezed Shinobu's hand excitedly.
Shinobu smiled gently—but her eyes remained alert.
Demons were rumored to lurk within the cult.
Even in daylight, when demons were at their weakest, she couldn't afford to relax. Danger often appeared when vigilance faded.
Yet—
Until a neatly dressed Elder of the cult led them inside…
Until they were seated and nearly called…
Not a single trace of demonic presence could be detected.
No scent.
No disturbance.
Shinobu wondered if she had been overly cautious.
Perhaps the disappearances were only rumors—or the work of humans.
The air inside was fragrant, soothing.
"This scent is wonderful! I wish I could take some home. It's amazing!"
Mitsuri knelt on a cushion, hands resting on her pink knees, her posture energetic yet innocent.
Shinobu couldn't help smiling faintly at her friend's genuine excitement.
After a short while, the Elder returned.
"Excuse me, which one is Young Miss Kanroji Mitsuri?"
"Me! Me! Is it our turn?" Mitsuri sprang to her feet, pulling Shinobu's hand. "Kocho, let's go!"
Shinobu rose as well.
The two young women drew many glances. Their beauty was difficult to ignore.
The Elder cleared his throat politely.
"I must apologize. According to our rules, guests must meet the Cult Leader one at a time. You cannot enter together."
"Oh… I see…"
Mitsuri looked uncertainly at Shinobu.
"You go first, Mitsuri," Shinobu said calmly.
Mitsuri's excitement was obvious. When she was nervous or conflicted, her gaze always drifted downward toward her toes.
"Is that really okay?"
"Of course. Go on."
Mitsuri smiled brightly. "Then I'll come out quickly so Kocho won't have to wait!"
"You don't need to worry about me so much…" Shinobu murmured softly, cheeks faintly pink.
She wasn't in any hurry.
Truthfully, she was only half convinced about this cult's claims.
But—
Should she ask the Cult Leader about Ryuya?
Though she didn't want to admit it…
She cared.
Meanwhile, Mitsuri followed the Elder down a long, quiet corridor.
At the end stood an ornate room. Lotus flowers and Bodhisattva carvings decorated the sliding door.
The Elder stopped.
"Cult Leader, may I bring in the guest who has come to pray?"
From within came a gentle male voice.
"Mm. Let her enter."
Mitsuri's eyes widened.
He sounded young.
Not elderly.
Not authoritative.
Her assumptions shattered instantly.
"Young Miss Kanroji Mitsuri, you may enter."
The Elder smiled.
"You're… not coming in with me?" Mitsuri asked nervously.
"The Cult Leader receives guests alone. That is our rule."
"I… understand!"
Mitsuri stepped inside.
The door slid shut behind her.
The sound made her jump.
She turned quickly, heart pounding.
Now it felt… enclosed.
No escape.
"Cute young lady, what are you looking for?"
Seated cross-legged on a cushion was Doma.
His elbow rested lazily on his knee, chin propped on his palm.
He smiled warmly.
But his eyes—
Colorful.
Unsettling.
Watching her closely.
...
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