soulping | hiyo haato

Passing through the front door, you find yourself on a small stretch of concrete. Raised up in front of you is wooden flooring, gleaming with polish, and a set of cozy slippers posed as though waiting for you. Beyond that, you can see a long hallway leading further into the house, as well as a staircase leading to a second story on the right side of the hallway.

...There's two floors, wanna each take one?

We can yell if something tries to kill us.

[ unfortunately, mushroom suddenly disappears! as does the string. meaning... you're free to go whichever way you please, but you are alone for now ]

[...Let's go down the hallway, then.]

[ The house is quiet and still. As you make your way down the hall, you begin to feel vaguely uncomfortable, as if perhaps you don't belong. It leads you into an ill-lit but spacious living room area. There's an open kitchen to the left, the two areas only being divided by a half-sized kitchen counter. In spite of how large the rooms are, somehow you feel almost claustrophobic in here. ]

[...So Hiyori isn't comfortable at home.

Let's check the living room.]

Seated in the middle of the middle of the room is a couch. In between it and the wall to the right where a large flat screen tv is mounted there's a coffee table. To either side of the TV, there's a what appears to be a window with its curtains drawn. Against the wall closest to you, there's nothing but an ajar closet door. Against the far wall, someone's put on display an elegant kimono that dominates most of the wall next to a small bookshelf.

[..He'll look in the closet first.]

[ A set of boxes is keeping the door ajar, but it's dark inside. You feel a sense of uncertainty and reticence, like you'd rather go back to another part of the room.

There's a light switch by the door frame. ]

[...Light goes on.]

[ Turning on the light, you don't feel quite so anxious anymore. Now you can see the back of the closet is filled with potentially useful odds and ends, including rope, wooden planks, and even a ladder.

You can also now read the labels on the boxes. The bottom-most one is only marked "SUPPLIES" on the side; the the second one on top of that is marked "ONIICHAN" and the top-most one is marked "YUKINE-KUN." You get the feeling that you're not the one who packed them. ]

[...Let's look in the Yukine box.]

[ Opening the box, you find inside a number of items: a knot of padlocks, a stuffed pigeon with real letters inside its mouth, a tiny plastic ladder (or is it a stepladder?!), a golden triangular prism, an unframed photo, a sponge-y ball with an odd face on it, and a hymn book. ]

[ these are all touchable I just. can't be assed to hmtl sorry ]

[..Let's check the letters.]

[ you experience a memory. In its wake you're left with feelings of deep uncertainty and loneliness. Thoughts accompany these feelings: When are they going to leave you again? Why do they keep going? ]

[Yato leaving Yukine...? Hmm.

He moves on to the other boxes. He's interested, but he wasn't exactly invited in here, he has problems to solve!]

[ opening the box named 'Oniichan' you find inside bedding, clothes, personal odds and ends, and a set of glossy magazines as well as study materials.

and in the supplies box there's various supplies—cleaning supplies, markers, pen, blank paper, glue, glitter, and other weird odds and ends.

There's a note on the side: it simply reads "Help yourself." ]

[He absolutely has to touch that note.]

[ You feel a strong feeling of warmth and encouragement and faith. Someone believes in you!! ]

[...What if he takes a marker and writes it again, under it.]

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[ He certainly can! The warm feeling intensifies ]

[Good.

But he needs to find butterflies and there aren't in this closet, so let's back out and look in the kitchen.]

The kitchen is immaculately clean. The space is dominated by a fridge, with a calendar next to it a large kitchen table with four chairs pulled up to it, and a clock on the wall above the sink.

[...opening the fridge, just like yato.]

On the front of the fridge door is a post-it note. The inside of the fridge is surprisingly empty, though it does contain a few very sparse items of food, like butter and ketchup, as well as a six-pack of beer.

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