Can We Leave Now?

Early winter, November 14th, 2016.

At four o'clock in the morning, the old abbot opened his eyes. He rose from his bed, feeling refreshed and ready to start his day.

He had poor sleeping quality. It was a side effect he suffered from after messing up his sleep schedule during his younger days. However, ever since he started using the pillow consecrated by Baishi Shū, he was cured. His sleeping quality improved, and he would not doze off in the daytime when he was chanting scriptures. 

"By the way, where is Shinsei?"

The old abbot walked around the temple, but he could not find Baishi Shū anywhere. He was not used to his absence during the morning service, and just as he wondered where he had gone, he suddenly remembered that the latter had told him he was going to monitor a yokai organization last night.