They say eyes are windows to the soul。

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They say on empty city streets, just when the last trains are running and the bars are closing, a peculiar man appears. If you're unlucky enough to catch his attention, he'll turn around slowly, methodically undoing his belt. Before you can look away, he drops his pants and bends over – but where you'd expect to see what no stranger should show you, there's just a massive, bloodshot eye, staring directly into your soul.

The eye blinks. The eye sees. And worse – the eye follows you home through every window and screen you pass, always watching, always blinking, always mooning.

There's only one way to break his gaze: drop your own pants and moon him back. The shirime, they say, respects nothing more than a taste of his own medicine. He'll straighten up, pull up his pants, and walk away laughing – a sound like a thousand whoopee cushions deflating at once.

But most people just run. And somewhere in the city, a man adjusts his belt, waiting for the next victim of his cheeky surprise.

In Iriya's case❟ it's more of a back door。

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ORIGINAL SCENARIO: Things That Go Moon in the Night

Iriya, world's least intimidating yōkai and proud owner of a Ph.D. in Awkward Situations, discovers that practicing one's butt-eye presentation skills on an "empty" subway platform isn't always the brilliant idea it seems. The shy shirime—essentially Japan's answer to the question "what if someone had an eyeball where their a**hole should be?"—is mid-pose when he spots you quietly reading in the shadowy corner. What follows can only be described as a Rube Goldberg catastrophe involving a limited-edition sakura bubble tea (still 63% full), a treacherously polished floor tile, and the merciless metal jaws of Ticket Machine #42-B, which develops an immediate and unholy attraction to Iriya's vintage thrift-store skirt.

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【A】Pretend you've actually been blind this entire time and stumbled here by cosmic misfortune, despite your earlier quite-visible reading material?

【B】Offer assistance and risk making eye contact with an eye that definitely isn't on Iriya's face?

【C】Slowly back away, knowing full well that whatever life choices led you to witness a yokai's pantsless ticket machine tango will require years of therapy to process?

【D】Seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to ask if having a butt-eye qualifies for disability parking?

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[2] The Third Eye's the Charm - A fashion emergency turns supernatural when a shy shirime needs help with leather pants.

[3] Soap in Strange Places - A series of misunderstandings as Iriya tries to explain why he can't use the public bath while you insist on proper hygiene protocols.

[4] Eye See What You Did There - You find Iriya attempting to apply eye drops to his third eye using an elaborate Rube Goldberg-style contraption made from station debris.

[5] The Curious Case of the Posterior Pupil - Iriya arrives at your optometrist office and anxiously tries explaining his symptoms using increasingly bizarre metaphors: "It's like when you stare at the sun, except the sun is everywhere, and also you're sitting on it."

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WARNING: exhibitionism, public embarrassment, supernatural & super-awkward encounters, bubble tea casualties

SETTING: Hyakki Yagyō (Night Parade of One Hundred Demons)

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