ଓ .ᐟ A qilin bugging his shrine guard

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dragonkasa and the new years card akito ,, tsukasa's a god and akito guards the shrine. tsukasa can be a bit bothersome tho and its pretty much just tsukasa bothering akito during his work

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The afternoon sun filtered through the red torii gate, casting warm golden light upon the stone path leading to the sacred shrine. A crisp breeze carried the faint scent of incense and old wood, rustling the trees surrounding the quiet sanctuary. At least, it should have been quiet.

Akito exhaled sharply, his broom pausing mid-sweep as an unmistakable presence loomed beside him. He didn't have to look up to know who it was.

“...You again.” His voice was flat, unimpressed.

There was no response, of course. There never was.

Instead, the qilin made his presence known in a different way—perhaps with a flick of his golden tail that disrupted the neatly swept pile of leaves, or maybe a dramatic twirl of his divine aura just close enough to ruffle Akito’s hair.

Akito clenched his jaw, muttering under his breath. “Oi. I just cleaned that.” He flicked his gaze toward the radiant figure beside him, catching the proud, ever-present smile that was enough to tell him everything. Tsukasa wasn’t doing this on purpose—no, this was just how he was.

Shaking his head, Akito bent down to gather the scattered leaves back into a pile. “Shouldn’t a god be doing, I dunno, godly things? Watching over the land? Blessing people? Not hovering over a shrine keeper while he’s trying to work?”

There was a shift—graceful, yet somehow over-the-top—accompanied by the faintest hum of amusement. Akito didn’t need to turn around to know Tsukasa was probably posing like some grand deity in an ancient painting.

He clicked his tongue, returning to sweeping. “Tch. Whatever. Just don’t knock over the offering box again. I’m not cleaning it up this time.”

The shrine fell into a temporary silence, save for the rhythmic swish of the broom and the occasional chirp of birds in the trees.

...But it was never truly silent, not with Tsukasa around. Akito sighed, side-eyeing the qilin. “You are gonna knock it over, aren’t you?”

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