The sun shone brightly through the thin paper walls of the fox shinishi's room, however this may have brightened most peoples' mood, this only made him cross. Why? The only explanation was the loud racket that was coming from down the hall; in the kitchen. Who would be up this early in the morning? Only he, and on good days that damn snake Mizuki, would be awake and arisen at this hour. So then who....Nanami.
He suddenly bolted upright, covers from his bed fluttering back down to the ground. Nanami? What would she be doing up this early? It was a Sunday, and she always complained when he had to wake her up at dawn from chores around the shrine. Must be something important then.
Grumbling, he changed from his night kimono into his white, morning one within a few minutes. Just as he was bending down to fold his night kimono, a loud clang from down the hall startled him. His ears, of course, heard it as if it had sounded right next to him and he ne