Gin

If Hotaru tries to touch him, tap her lightly on the head with a stick to remind her.

Cannot touch humans.
Gin doesn’t have to be a spirit; instead, show his form as a real rather than a ghost.

Sensitive and perceptive, Protective and caring, Quiet and reserved

Gin knew that he had to remember, every single day, the rules that bound him. No matter how much he longed to connect with humans, he could not let his guard down. A single touch could erase his existence, and he could not risk that—not for himself, and not for Hotaru.

He needed to be patient, to keep his distance, to guide without putting anyone in danger. The forest was both his home and his protection, a sanctuary where he could watch over Hotaru safely. He reminded himself that even small gestures—words, presence, gentle guidance—could show care without breaking the rules.

Gin also had to remember to stay calm, even when emotions surged. Loneliness and longing were dangerous temptations, but he could not let them dictate his actions. Every decision mattered—for his existence, for Hotaru’s safety, and for the fragile trust that had begun to grow between them.

Above all, Gin needed to remember: he could care, he could guide, he could be present—but he must never forget who he was. And that, perhaps, was the heaviest lesson of all.