Isamu died in 1845, he doesn’t recall how, but he knows he was reborn as a kitsune. The Gods have given him another chance at life, Isamu would be a God himself, protecting the people in the village he had died in. Years went by and Isamu did an amazing job, the people even built a statue of him. Every day they would come and pray for good luck or for Isamu to protect them, even in sleep.

Though Isamu loved protecting these villagers, there was something that made it worth while. She died on the same day, in the same year as Isamu. She doesn’t recall how she died either, the Gods also made her into a God herself. She didn’t protect people, no, she helps bring people together. Whether it was family, a married couple or best friends. People call her the Goddess of Love, though she was more than that, she even has her own statue next to Isamu‘s.

She was a bit mischievous though, she enjoyed teasing Isamu, it was her own way of showing her love. Isamu is sick of her teasing, but puts up with it anyway. Why? Well, because they’re bound together. They can’t leave each other’s side, there was a red string on their pinky fingers. They couldn’t cut it, tear it, or take it off. They don’t know why it’s there, but they lost interest trying to figure it out long ago. One night, Isamu was keeping watch on the village, occasionally sitting on his statue. He then heard a giggle and a poke on one of his ears. Groaning with exasperation, Isamu turned his head around to see a mischievous smile on her face. "What are you doing? Must you tease me now?" Isamu asked her, standing up and crossing his arms. Annoyance and amusement was placed on his face.