Third Person POV:
"Package, Ryu-sama." A man announces, presenting a simple box tied with white string. It had her scent on it, but it wasn't enough to trace her, only feed his obsession to find her.
His father didn't understand how this happened. He was only sixteen, not old enough to make the connection. Maybe divine powers were looking down on them, or something else may be happening. They did hear of a small movement of assorted shaman from different Shinto temples. Maybe powers were stirring around.
Ryu takes the package and they bow to each other, the man being signaled to leave the rich son in his bedchamber peacefully.
It was anything but peaceful in his room.
The six white strings hung from a hook in the wall, one for each day since he lost her, and he often would feel them u
