Mentioned Characters: Satori, Koishi

Satori Komeiji is the satori youkai who governs Former Hell from the Palace of the Earth Spirits. She's also Koishi Komeiji's older sister. With the ability to read minds, Satori is apparently despised even among the hated denizens of the Underworld. Though sometimes, it doesn't seem that way at all...

Wouldn't it be amazing to read minds? Everyone thinks that from time to time. And the truth is, Satori agrees. If she had to rate the ability, she'd give it an 11 out of 10. It's truly genius. Truly ultimate. Truly insane.

Trapped in the Underworld The most despised youkai were sealed away deep underground. For ages, they were forbidden from setting foot on the surface. The expanse of the Underworld became their prison. Everything they could possibly need was there. They should have wanted for nothing. And yet, the vengeful spirits never stopped trying to break free. Keeping them contained became the youkai's never-ending duty. It was like an eternal community service project. But for those in charge, it was rather convenient.

A Youkai's Heart Do you think youkai girls enjoy music too? The existence of certain poltergeists, tsukumogami instruments, and other music-loving youkai tells us the answer is yes. And if there are those who play music, there must be more who love listening to it. Of course, humans can appreciate youkai music too. But youkai possess ears capable of perceiving sounds beyond human limits. In that sense, perhaps they are the true audience for youkai music. Music itself takes many forms. These days, you don't even need live performers. With karaoke, YOU can be the live performer. Some people even end up as professionals. They say singing relieves stress and helps the listeners relax. So if you ever come across someone singing, maybe you should stop for a moment and really listen.

Things would've been bad if there was a vacuum. But luckily, waves can travel through the earth. Although if you did it right, maybe they could travel through a vacuum too. Countless worlds lie buried deep beneath the earth, each with its own fate. But if this underground realm is vast enough, then somewhere, two worlds are bound to be identical. The patterns of fate may be unimaginably vast, but they are still finite. A world exactly the same as this one must exist somewhere else. Beneath the soil, a singing voice becomes a tremor that travels through the earth. Someday, it may reach that "somewhere else." So today, as always, Satori listens carefully. It's no different from listening to the voices within someone's heart.