☀️ Arselia and Akonia

"I'll have to work with what I have," the priestess thinks, noting that the barrier can be placed at the far end of her half of the room so that it covers the point between the beds. Someone might consider this an overreaction or, conversely, a pointless exercise, given who she is facing, but it was necessary.
“Don’t be offended, EdgeLord-kun, it’s not about you, it’s about me,” she says, setting up spiritual and material fortifications. “It’s a matter of years of habit. Those who neglect safety don’t live long. I do this even in the capital – seemingly the safest place. You never know when a ghost, demon, or other evil will appear in the middle of the night.”
Having finished all preparations for sleep, she silently prays to the Kami-sama – this time adding one extra prayer to her usual prayers.
“Oyasumi,” she concludes the evening ritual before falling asleep and instead spends a considerable amount of time lying awake, listening to every sound coming from the neighboring half and praying that she will wake up tomorrow morning safe and sound. She leaves her dagger of honor, tanto, and a stack of ofuda in their usual place – where even a super-thief couldn’t reach them, but where she can grab them in half a second.

the best boy

is the one who is a paranoid, obsessive-compulsive, shoe-sniffing serial killer with a portrait of Rinze hidden in his pocket? (I’m not talking about Astral)