Kazuma's eyes are not a Kannagi's eyes Ayano thinks to herself, that very first night.

They are cold and dark, lacking the vitality and zest of the Kannagi spirit, and instead of burning with emotions, the feelings within dance and flicker like an errant zephyr, the vague, mocking amusement as insubstantial as the wind.

Kazuma's eyes are foreign, despite their similar shape and coloring to her own, genetically close but spiritually as distant as a far off galaxy, like looking into a completely different universe altogether.

A hundred years could pass and she might never forget them.