A heavy sigh was heard from the well. Souta dropped his head into his hands and looked at Buyo. The large cat stared back owlishly and meowed. Saddened, the young boy turned back to the well and shifted on the wooden steps.

Where was she? It had been so long since she had checked up on them. Jiisan had even gone to the extremes of trying exorcism and spells. Mom constantly told him not to worry, but... how could he not?

He missed his sister and the arrogant hanyou who was his role model. When would they come back home?