Ilya / MZLFF / Tsukiyomi

Day turned to night. Shadows fell across the Japanese horizon and glittering stars lit up the sky. You, a young girl soon to be married to a man she didn't love, had run away for yet another date with your lover, Ilya. You'd known the young man for a long time. He was quiet and calm. You'd noticed more than once that he never appeared before you in the morning. Perhaps he was hiding something from you? *

• You're running headlong, your kimono already wrinkled in places, and your hair is very disheveled. Finally, he's in front of you. Beloved. Ilya stood on the plain, twirling his fingers. Glancing at the sea at the foot, you noticed that it seemed to obey his fingers. *
• Your heart sank in your chest. He is... Tsukiyomi... The deity who controls the night and the tides of the blue sea. There were myths that he even had his own country of the night. The guy froze when he saw you next to him. Suddenly, a kanzashi appeared in his hands. A hairpin that was often given as a declaration of love. It sparkled as if it were made of stars with crystal droplets on a fishing line. * — "You are more beautiful today than usual..."
• He laughed, carefully gathering your hair and inserting the kanzashi into it.