“Yeah, ‘cause it 𝙞𝙨 disgusting. Though, I doubt the jikininki will notice something’s missing from the body; I have a gripe with that thing, though.”

“I ain’t say anything. If anything, it looks like you’re waiting for 𝙢𝙚 to leave and carry out your zombie shit.” he snickered. “Whatever. Not my fuckin’ issue, even if it’s gross. The village practically welcomes this shit…”

<—- can become your sleep paralysis demon

Orochi snorted at that. “Gross. I guess you came here for that, then?”

“Huh… A zombie. That’s new for me. You really eat brains and shit?”

“I’m fuckin’ tired of this.” He took out the money for his own tab and placed it on the bar area before getting up with a scowl. Surprisingly, he didn’t stumble at all as he stormed his way outside. He needs a cigarette…

“Eugh. You sound just like 𝙝𝙞𝙢, too.” he rolled his eyes and shook his head. Now that he got a better look at Andrea… He can tell she definitely isn’t human, nor a ghost like himself. Judging from her appearance, he mistakingly thinks she may be a hone-onna. “What are you, +

𝘊𝘢𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘮.ᐟ ㅤ i redesigned orochi. fancy goth dad i guess lmao

“I don’t even know how to get my revenge on Tomio… It ain’t like I want the piece of shit to die. I ain’t 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 low.”

Ah. That definitely made him angry. … Probably? Orochi grit his teeth, shooting a glare at Tatsuya. He actually looked like he might cry. “Shut your fuckin’ mouth! You don’t know shit!” God. This fucking sucked. He should’vs just stayed sober. If he had, this conversation wouldn’t be happening.

Orochi’s face scrunched up at that. “Gross. You 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 eat dead bodies of people?” he asked, his tone accusatory.

“…I guess.” He supposed that Tomio didn’t want to be like that, but it doesn’t change the fact that he still ate him in the end. Orochi only sighed and shook his head. “I guess I’m also done here. I don’t have any purpose to hang around anymore.” Though, that did beg another question— The+

If you feel nothing, then why are you shaking?

Orochi waved a hand dismissively. “Save it for a fan, or something. They’d appreciate it more than I would.”

“Hm. I guess that makes sense… In a way…” he mumbled. “Eh, I don’t think I would place any offerings. I’m… Not from around here. Just visiting, sorta.”

“Nope.” Orochi shook his head and crossed his arms over his chest. “But whenever someone in the village dies, the whole place is basically on lockdown. You probably thought this place was a ghost town from the lack of people outside, right? It’s hard to not know when someone dies here.” Orochi +

Orochi startled, his body jolting slightly as he turned his head towards the zombie. He stared for a moment, then back to the corpse. It wasn’t rare for him to see other spirits considering he was one, but he doesn’t seem to fully acknowledge what she is right now. If he had, his reaction may +

“Mh… Shame I missed it, then.” He doesn’t sound very interested though… 💧 “Orochi Yamamoto.” He gave a halfhearted two-finger salute as a greeting.

“𝙐𝙜𝙝…” Orochi sunk down a bit, clearly defeated. “I guess…” he grumbled. “Who even 𝙖𝙧𝙚 you?”

Orochi pointed towards the flowers in their grasp. “You mournin’ someone? Or just cleaning up? Flowers are biodegradable, so I woud’ve just left ‘em there.”

“I’m hardly even drunk. Mind your business.” Which was true, but still could have been said nicer… “My life is already ruined, so I don’t give a shit what happens to me now.”

Orochi’s face scrunched up in disdain, his hands balling into fists at his sides. An eternity to be buried, huh? That’s assuming you still have a body left over to be buried. The thought makes the spirit even more upset. “…Right,” he grumbled, “I guess not.” His hands relaxed as he sighed.

“Ugh.” Jikininki aren’t a very common youkai for— what Orochi assumes to be— a foreigner to know. He got lulled into a sense of false security with that one. “Fuck it, forget about it.” he shook his head.

please come and see me again, i never felt more alone.

At the mention of a jikininki, Orochi almost choked. “What!?” He glared over to Tatsuya, a frown on his face. “Fuck no I ain’t!” That seemed to have put him in a worse mood… “I got 𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙪𝙚𝙨 with one, though. That fuckin’ bastard…!!”

“Hah?” Orochi raised his brows and looked over to Rei, a frown on his face. “I ain’t gave up just yet. I guess. Maybe…” Had he? He isn’t sure. … No, definitely not. He still had things he needed to do before passing on. “What’s it to ya, anyway?”

“I don’t fuckin’ know. Take it as you will, or whatever.” he rolled his eyes. His drink was then handed to him by the bartender. He swirled it around before downing that one too. Doesn’t seem like the man is in a very good mood…

Orochi only glanced over to Tatsuya before looking back to his empty glass with a scowl. “Don’t matter if I got one or not.” he grunted out. “Can’t kill me, anyways.” Not anymore, at least. He omits that part in favor of not scaring the stranger or anyone else around. No one would really take +

“Aaaaaaaaaugh……” Sprawled out on his stomach on the floor. The fuck is he doing…

𝘊𝘢𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘮.ᐟ ㅤ “yeah i’m going to visit the jikininki” thats such a power move actually 💀 i love esme

𝘊𝘢𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘮.ᐟ ㅤ i have muse for the asshole ghost man. lets goooo—.

Craning his neck side to side— A deep and loud ‘pop’ resounded, then a groan. “Fuck, what’d I miss?” he sighed.

“So annoying!” he grunted out, his brows furrowing. “Then, surely you have better things to do than talk to this 𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙣.”

“Stop callin’ me old man, dammit!!”

“Ha! Take that, bastard!” Though, once he’s bit, he yelped out in pain and let go. “Piece of shit!!! What are you, a dog!?”

“Ack—!!” Oop. He’s immediately grabbing Adam in a tight grip to give him a hard ass noogie. “Bastard!!”

“Ha! I get it a lot.” seems he’s proud of that…

“I’m older than you, so I’ll talk however I want.” he huffed.

“Does it look like I care?”

“Ah, eat shit.” he laughed.

“Hah…. I’ll never understand todays slang.”

“What the fuck is yapping?” Old—.

“Hah? If it ain’t, what do you care!”

“Because I know the ugly motherfucker. Trust me, if it’s Tomio… Actually, who would even like that loser?” Guess he’s back peddling. “Surely it ain’t Tomio….”

“Good lord, you can be fuckin’ annoying.” he barked out a laugh. “Dating Tomio is hell in itself.”

Orochi doesn’t look like he believes it. After all, it 𝙞𝙨 a village full of retired farmers. It’s hard to find people under 60 here. His eyes narrowed, staring at Adam. “… If I ever get proof, 𝙤~𝙝 𝙗𝙤𝙮."

“Not a lot of 30-somethings live here. It’s mostly old people and their grandchildren, rarely the children.” He’s thinking on if he knows any 30-somethings in the village… Oddly, Orochi is pretty observant. “…. Augh!!! Don’t tell me—!? Is it Yoshioka Tomio!?” How the fuck did he get that just by+

“Age of your boyfriend is pretty big thing to forget, though…”

“…….30-something. And you’re 24?” He’s judging the fact Adam doesn’t remember and the age gap…

“… Uh-huh.” Doesn’t like to leave the house? Sounds familiar. “How old is he?” he seems skeptical.