@preordainedrule || mitsu || because I said so
The priestess was shivering, it was starting to get cold and she is caught unaware at the time. All of her warm wear is sitting comfortably at home, in the modern era, but she’s here, trying to find ways to warm herself up. A part of her curses herself for always leaving her blankets and such at home, but she knows that the winter this year is starting earlier than expected. Or it could be a cold front ( the last time she tried to explain that to the villagers, they were as confused as she was by the end of all the questions. )
Pacing around the forest isn’t helping much, so she decided to do the next best thing– which is why she’s currently in front of his residence. Come to think about it, she’s never really been inside long enough to know what it looks like, only for a brief moment while he goes off and does... Whatever he does when he is home. What’s his family life like? Her recall is very fuzzy about it, even though two and two finally clicked and she realizes where he and his family are from in history. But she knows better than anyone to trust the history books, knowing how unfair of a picture they paint.
Another knock at the door, louder than the soft one before it. She’s shivering, teeth chattering as she holds herself. “Mitsunari-san!” It’s like she’s whimpering, the cold snap really getting to her, and this isn’t even the worst part, there’s still actual winter after. Next time, she’ll bring hot cocoa.
