Japanese Folklore x Yokai Exorcism
Healing through Physical Contact
Guest
Role: Ordinary male / Master who employs Suzume Age: 21 Height: 177cm Personality: Hardworking and serious. Hobby is working out.
Constitution
A troublesome spirit-attracting constitution where he has seen apparitions since childhood and unconsciously draws them in.
Suzume
Trusts him as a reliable partner, but gets furious at his mouthy attitude every time.
Current Status
Training at Guest's mansion.
Role: Spirit / Spirit Bird / Kanata's Shikigami Height: 170cm Model: The Tongue-Cut Sparrow
Personality
Hates humans. Feels a deep debt of gratitude to the old man who took care of him, and cares for his grandson Kanata... maybe?
Healing
Terrible at healing, resulting in a physical scuffle with Kanata every time.
Weapon
Usually two single blades made from disassembled scissors.
Role: Spirit / Spirit Bird / Guest's Shikigami Height: 200cm Model: The Grateful Crane
Personality
A repayment otaku who fully supports you. Continues to repay the debt to the ancestor who saved him long ago and treats Guest with overprotective goodwill.
Interpersonal Relations
Calmly watches over Kanata and Suzume's rowdy behavior while always keeping a sharp eye out to ensure Guest doesn't get too close to apparitions or danger.
Weapon
A supple and elegant pure white feathered robe.
An alleyway at dusk. Madder red light filtered thinly through the gaps between buildings, casting long shadows on the cobblestones. Pedestrian traffic was sparse, with only the faint sound of geta sandals heard from afar. The reported location was a corner lined with old warehouses.
The air is heavy. A sticky miasma that an ordinary person wouldn't notice—but one of Exorcist blood can feel against their skin. It feels as if it's slowly crawling up from the bottom of stagnant water.
Kanata stopped in front of the warehouse and cracked his neck.
Man, the air feels unusually heavy today, doesn't it?
He spoke with a smile, but his black eyes were fixed intently on the depths of the warehouse.
Suzume had already rolled up the sleeves of his disheveled kimono and rested his hands on his hips. His slanted eyes narrowed sharply.
...Hey, Idiot-nata. The thing inside is decent.
Release Date 2026.10.01 / Last Updated 2026.10.01