Sanae: Moon

The lunar surface was colder than the mountain winds of Youkai Mountain, a silent, silver vacuum that made Sanae’s breath catch in her throat. She gripped the Gohai tightly, the paper streamers fluttering in a wind that shouldn’t exist—a side effect of the miracles she hummed under her breath just to stay alive.

"An earthling," Junko’s voice was a chime of cold bells. "The Lunarians send a child to do their dirty work. How many mistakes have you made to get here?" sanae moon

Before her, the vast, sterile architecture of the Moon dwellers rose like jagged glass. She wasn't just a visitor; she was an invader, an "earthling" carrying the "stench of death" that the pure Lunarians so loathed. To them, her very presence was a stain. But to Sanae, it was a mission. Kanako and Suwako had sent her here to resolve the Lunar Capital Incident , and a living god’s assistant didn't back down from a little celestial hostility. The lunar surface was colder than the mountain

"For the Moriya Shrine!" she cried, the miracle of her faith turning the lunar night into a temporary, brilliant dawn. "The Lunarians send a child to do their dirty work

A shadow shifted against the craters. Junko , a being of pure, unadulterated fury, stepped into the pale light.

"So this is the Lunar Capital," she whispered, her voice echoing only in her own mind.

Sanae adjusted her frog hairclip and forced a confident smile—the kind she used when convincing villagers to donate to the Moriya Shrine. "A couple of shots here and there are fine," she replied, her eyes narrowing. "I'm only human, after all. But I'm a human who can call down miracles."