Mitsumine Kanaka swept the shrine clean of stray leaves, possibly for the last time. Today would be the day her esteemed Ryuunosuke-oniisama took the position of Daimyo. As the daughter of the previous lord, and sister to the current lord-to-be, Kanaka had never had the opportunity to be 'just another miko' like the other girls here as much as she had wanted to. The head priest always treated her with more respect than she felt she had earned, and less harshness than the others. The others, if they harbored jealousy at this preferential treatment, kept it to themselves, and remained cordial and distant. It didn't matter. Kanaka did not become a miko to make friends. She came to acquire power and to preserve her purity. Power that came with communing with the unseen, and purity from politics. As she was 'only the sister to the heir' and not the heir himself, she had felt it was not her place to carry on with the political goings-on of the clan in the absence of her brother and Takeshi-ojisama. At any rate, she was too young to be taken seriously. However, though she would maintain her ties to the shrine, she had resolved to enter the fray alongside her brother, to see the things he could not: both the supernatural as well as the false intentions and ulterior motives hidden behind the smiling faces of diplomats; she would finally enter the hideous and dirty world of politics. In a world where human lives were the currency with which power was bought and sold, she knew her place; to the clan and to her brother she was...an asset...and she had long ago prepared for herself to be used...and traded...if it came to that.

A sudden breeze seemed to blow in out of nowhere, pulling Kanaka out of her introspection. Something had entered. Kanaka was already having trouble trying to figure out and deal with the well-hidden presence that already lurked the grounds, but now another significantly less skilled presence had been allowed through the gates and past the detection wards the shrine had placed around Genrouuchi. "Is the spirit world so interested in our affairs?" Kanaka wondered.

Kanaka walked with resolve towards the Reception Room where her brother was having his breakfast set up. "Please announce that I am here to speak with my brother about an urgent matter," Kanaka requested of one of the busy maids. However, one of the maids told her that the young master was already meeting with a delegate. Kanaka then decided to seat herself behind one of the sliding doors out of view and listen in on the conversation. She could sense the spiritual presence through the door and instead of trying to hide her own presence, she projected it out to make it known that here was someone with some spiritual awareness. Though not necessarily as an act of aggression, this would, for those with ill-intent, serve as a warning that they were being watched, and, for those with good intentions, serve as an invitation and sign of respect that the Mitsumine Clan cares enough about the spirit world to have those trained in spiritual awareness, unlike some clans which don't believe in spirits at all. How this act of spiritual projection was taken, however, depended entirely on the personality of the spirit on the other side of the door.