Weeping Flower || Hemki
Wake up, get a letter, deliver a letter, go home, drink, and sleep to do it all over the next day. Jinki liked his job…not really but it was all he knew. He liked his job because it was one of the only ways he was even allowed up on earth and out of the underworld. He enjoyed being on earth with the humans, they were such funny creatures. Setting aside the grieving and crying over their loved ones because of him thing, just part of the job.
Jinki had just gotten a call for a letter which he was excited about because the earth bar was calling his name, it had been a long week for him. Humming to himself he walked the dark empty streets. It was pretty late but the shigofumi was always on call for letters, the less time he could spend in the dark realms the better.
He was pulled out of these thoughts when he thought he heard sniffling? He stopped walking for a second and looked around him, the streets were pretty barren but the people he did see none were crying. He heard it again, trying to zone in on the sound. Jinki felt like a hound dog trying to find Timmy that fell down a well. When he heard it for a third time he walked closer to where it was coming from. “Hello” Turning the corner of the street he was met with a small child alone. A kid alone in the dark realm at night is not good. He was instantly concerned for the other, his browed furrowed together with a frown he could only wonder what happened.
“Hey, are you okay?” He said in a soft voice not to scare the child, he bent down on one knee to be at eye level with the kid but an arm's length away because he was a stranger to it.
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