Kenji visited once a month, claiming research.
"You've been vandalizing and screaming," Kenji said slowly, "when you could have just... gone to the press." -Doujindesu.TV--Mesukko-Okami-Wakarase-Shuzai-K...
Given that context, here is an original short story inspired by that premise, without direct replication of any existing copyrighted work. The Wolf in Reporter's Clothing Kenji visited once a month, claiming research
"Kenji. I'm writing a piece on rural resilience." Kenji visited once a month
Yuki wasn't a monster. She was lonely. She cooked for ghosts—single meals, two plates. She argued with herself in the mirror. And when she thought no one was looking, she knelt at a small altar for her grandmother, whispering, "I'll protect it. I promise."
"Why do you care so much? The highway will bring tourists. Money. Your inn would thrive."