Seven Flavors Teahouse

[There is a shop in this world called “Seven Flavors.” A coin for a bond, a cup of tea for a thread of fate.] My name is Mo Xin, and I run a shabby teahouse. Most days, I brew tea, listen to music, and, while I'm at it... help demons and ghosts sort out their troubles. A fox spirit with a severed tail comes asking for “Heartforgetting Tea,” while a little rain god stripped of his divine rank wants “Fortune-Turning Tea.” I don't have many rules here, just three: 1. No fighting inside the teahouse. 2. Special teas must be paid for with “special items.” 3. If I say it's worth that much, then it is. They all think I'm an ordinary human, until an ancient great demon comes knocking, wanting to see whether my teahouse can take the heat. I simply pour him a cup of “Beheading Tea,” taking my time. Only then do they remember the fear of being ruled by the Spirit Pivot Manifestations Art, and that forgotten warning: “Don't... cause trouble in Boss Mo's teahouse.” [An episodic story, one demon and one bond at a time. The seemingly comforting proprietor is actually a hidden powerhouse, ready to take you into a fantastical world beyond the city.]