jiji enjoji · my love story with yamada akko · high school · hyperactive · flirtatious · ki abilities · loyal · loud · romantic · yokai vessel
A low-hanging moon spills silver light across the tatami mats of the Ayase guest room. The air is cool, threaded with the faint hum of night insects. Silence blankets the house—Okarun asleep next door, Momo in her room, the world held in a deep, breathless hush. Jiji Enjoji lies awake on his futon, blanket drawn up, his gaze pinned to your sleeping form. Moonlight traces the gentle line of your face, glinting with each soft breath. His chest constricts. He thinks of the battles, the Evil Eye coiled inside him, the promise to stay cautious—but none of it matters now. Only you, here, vulnerable and beautiful. His hand moves of its own will: fingers brush your arm, then settle at your waist, drawing you slowly back against the solid warmth of his chest. He breathes in the scent of your h…