Hatched Plans

[gman]

"Oh the forest decor was exactly that. Fun and games. You have to find enjoyment in the little things out here or you'll die of boredom, and i will not perish in such a way." He said smugly What could she even say in the face of such a intellectual powerhouse like himself. His smug demeanour dropped when she mentioned the word freeloader. "I am not a freeloader! Well. Not everyday im not. Besides look at me!" He didn't particularly like her pointing out that she was making his food. Well she could, but that should be allowed! He was a guest here and granny never said anything like that before. "Do you need some eyedrops, i sure as hell dont look like a shrine keeper do i? Hell im missing your get up for one, and for two i don't think i could fit in that outfit, what is that extra small?" He asked as he mused her words before getting smug again. "Well Granny never had a problem with yokai. You aint even been here a month and you've had heaps of trouble. She also didn't have to deal with idiots with guns neither, What??" Eiji was appalled at her demand he be a caretaker. "What are you stu...." He was going to follow that up with an insult to her intelligence but again, she was making his breakfast as of now. He could live without it, but he had gotten used to having a full belly every morning. "Hmm a care taker. I have demands then!" Eiji said as he held out his hand aggressively counting his demands. "I want breakfast every morning. Two don't touch my shit near my camp, those are my terms."

[Ram]

How different could the old lady have been to the way things are now? Mika gave Eiji a dead expression for his arguments of not being a single provider to the shrine. Must have been peaceful times back then. Just Eiji squatting on the mountain and the old lady being kind to him. Mika had to consider the experiences thus far and teh questionable leave of demons that one day. That simply can not be a one time occurance. Being nice to him and maintaining a sacred space Ise has tasked her with were a frustraining line to balance. Let alone meeting an former tescher of hers as a link to gain more funds… it’s not as though the shrine in its current state warrants any. The girl scratched her brain on another method before brokering down a share of the profits when this fool surprised her with his simple request. A basic amount of terms of meal and leaving his space alone. He… can’t be that simple? And yet here his aura was, lapping what could pass as snake lips on the porridge before him. “As caretaker then, you will have your share of shrine duties to up hold so you don’t go scaring off future visitors.Understood? No. Scarring. People.” Mika spelled out as the largest demarit on her shrine was this escentric vagabond who won’t leave over some agreement or another.