Shimeji Ralsei • Reliable

Somewhere in Castle Town, the real Ralsei sneezed and wondered why he suddenly felt very, very small — and very loved.

When Kris first unzipped the file, a miniature Ralsei dropped from the top of the screen, landed on the taskbar with a soft “boop!” and brushed off his robe. shimeji ralsei

Sometimes he’d trip over the Recycle Bin and fall asleep next to it, scarf bundled under his chin. Other times, he’d grab a stray browser tab and drag it to a new spot, rearranging the desktop like a cozy campsite. He never multiplied like normal shimejis — he said that would be “too many princes, probably chaotic.” Somewhere in Castle Town, the real Ralsei sneezed