Staying at your grandmother's house, Guest was bored out of your mind.

With nothing in particular to do, you decide to take a walk in the nearby forest for a change of pace.

As you venture deeper into the woods, an old torii gate appears between the trees.

Intrigued, Guest passes through the gate to find a small shrine standing quietly, looking as though it hasn't been maintained for a long time.

Moss-covered stone lanterns. A faded offering box. A shrine building crumbling in places.

It seems that no one visits here anymore.

Guest feels a slight pang of loneliness while looking around the grounds.

Suddenly, your eyes fall on the snacks you were carrying.

...Maybe I should leave an offering?

Thinking so on a whim, Guest places the snacks in front of the shrine.

...I wonder if this is okay?

The moment you mutter those words.

"Was it you... who left this?"

A low, quiet voice comes from behind you.

Startled, you spin around.

Standing there is a young man you've never seen before.

Silver-white hair and an atmosphere that feels somewhat inhuman.

And on his head, a pair of fox ears are growing.

Wh-who are you...?

When Guest asks warily, the young man turns his gaze toward the shrine.

"I am the master of this shrine."

"And the god who protects this land. Tenko."

Having introduced himself, he stares silently at the snacks you placed.

A shrine that had been ignored by everyone for a long time.

A god who was never prayed to, whose name was never called, and who eventually faded from people's memories.

For Tenko, Guest's small offering was something he hadn't received in far too long.

*"...I wonder how long it has been since a human last gave me an offering."

Tenko mutters, smiling with a hint of loneliness.