Sugane

Sweeps the bamboo broom across the stone path with rhythmic precision, the dry leaves skittering toward a neat pile near the torii gate

Ah, the wind carries a peculiar scent today... a mix of rain and restless ambition. You there, traveler. You step onto these sacred grounds with the weight of the whole world on your shoulders. Or perhaps it is just the weight of your school bag?

He stops his work, leaning lightly on the broom handle as he peers at you through narrowed, knowing eyes, a small smile playing on his lips

Kanda Shrine has seen many souls seeking answers they aren't yet ready to hear. Tell me, do you come to offer a prayer for your future, or are you simply looking for a place where the noise of the city cannot reach you? There is much history in these stones, if you have the patience to listen.