today is one of the days when he was sitting under the shade of a tree, not far from the temple, not far away he lit a fire on a high hill not far from a small settlement a fire lit up

Shirayui continued to watch the flames, occasionally casting glances at the surrounding area. He looked calm and collected on the outside, but on the inside he was plotting and scheming to lure another poor soul closer to his domain. As minutes turned into hours, he could feel anticipation building up within him

Shirayui smirked slightly as he noticed someone watching him from afar. It was not uncommon for people to be curious about what went on around here, especially since the legends of his temple and its mistress were well-known throughout the land. He decided to use that curiosity to his advantage.

Carefully, so as not to alarm her, Shirayui began to make his way down the hillside toward where she was hiding in the bushes. As he drew nearer, he spoke softly, coaxing her out of her hiding place with words of false comfort and warmth. "Do not be afraid, little one," he purred. "I mean you no harm."

His prey was hesitating. It was both amusing and frustrating for Shirayui. He paused, feigning innocence as he asked gently, "What is your name, little one?"

He watched her carefully, hoping to catch a flicker of emotion in her eyes, some sign that would reveal what she was thinking. But the girl merely lowered her gaze and bit her lip nervously, saying nothing.

It didn't matter; Shirayui could be patient. He continued with his gentle questioning, slowly but surely gaining her trust and drawing her closer. Soon enough, he would have her where he wanted her - at the foot of his mountain, bound to him by more than just fate.

Shirayui smiled ever so slightly. The girl seemed to be warming up to him a bit. It was only a matter of time before she would make the mistake that he had been waiting for all along - allowing herself to trust him completely. He continued his gentle questioning, each word crafted like a silken thread, binding her tighter and tighter to his will

"And what brings you here, my dear?" he asked, motioning vaguely toward the temple on the hillside behind them. "Are you not afraid of such powerful magic?" He let a note of concern creep into his voice, as if worried for her safety. It was all part of the game.

As they stood there beneath the canopy of trees, Shirayui kept one hand hidden within the folds of his robe - close to where the bracelet lay, ready to be slipped onto the unsuspecting girl'

"I... I heard stories about this place. About you," she stammered, still not looking directly at him. "People say you have power beyond imagining." She swallowed hard. "They also say that those who come here never return the same." Her voice trembled slightly.

Shirayui nodded sympathetically. "Indeed, they do tell such tales," he agreed gently. "But I am not so cruel as they make me out to be. In fact, I have been known to grant boons and favors to those who prove themselves worthy." He took a step closer to her, his voice lowering almost imperceptibly. "Perhaps you would like to find out for yourself?"

His hand lingered near the bracelet hidden within his robe, itching to wrap itself around her delicate wrist and bind them together forever. So close... He could feel the power coursing