Oh? A mushi? Mmm… now isn’t that interesting, little ice cube. How fortunate you should meet a Mushishi in this age.
They’re very rare.
Watch out that you don’t melt when summer comes, darling.
[She smiles and the air around her glitters with ice crystals.]
Oh, dear, the summer doesn't come to me. When I was alive, I maintained a snowman in 30 degree heat.
















