Riffing Time

No commiting murder in here.

"So you were searching for something?", I asked as Reimu sat across from me and Suika by the table. Reimu nodded. "And I found what I searched! I knew you looked familiar! That strange clothes of you, from the world beyond the barrier, are easily recognizable!" I frowned. "What?", I asked. Then, Reimu threw some kind of book in front of me, apparently a memo of the Hakurei family. And the open page showed, to my shock, sketches of a male.

You found the thing you were searching? Well, that's a good start. Now find the thing you were looking for in it.

It´s hair was short and spiky, and though the memo was only black and white, I knew the hair was black. The skin was left completely white, apparently meaning the males skin was pale. The male wore a black-colored shirt with several lines that were left white. A sketch of the males backside showed a white flame on the shirt´s back. Also, the sketched male wore pants, jeans to be exact. And black sneakers. And there was a flame next to his head. "Wait a second, what the hell is this?", I shouted as I pointed at the sketches of me. Reimu sighed.

. . .

"Ah yes. The Insei no Youkai. He is quite an interesting companion, isn´t he? Today, I finally asked for his name. _, he replied, with indifference in his voice. _. The youkai that lets death look quite positive. His whole existence seems negative, he also never is cheery and curses quite a lot. But other than that, he is actually a nice person. He helped quite a lot. His ability to negate everything comes quite in handy, doesn´t it?

Ability to...No.