"Nestled deep within the bosom of Aokigahara Forest of Honshu, Japan sits a humble, stone shrine, surrounded by blissful kodama. Within this shrine, only accessible by the will of the supernatural, is a pocket dimension devoted to the education of Yokai children from grades 10 to 12. The haunting facade of the forest, along with its reputation, helps keep less desirable humans from veering from the tourist path and nearing the shrine. For those Yokai who feed upon the dead, those who willfully enter to never return are never in short supply." The first day of the new school year is about to start as Yokai students, old and new, flood through the gate and walk the path to the high mountain-top academy. This grand plot of lush, garden land is not connected to any other chunk of earth. In fact, it's floating in its own space, the sky full of magnificent colors when not lit with the daytime. Around the base of the mountain sits the student and staff dorms, a few extracurricular class buildings, and a grand courtyard that tends to all types of creatures. After climbing the path upwards lined with blooming cherry blossom trees, greenery of all sorts and welcoming will-o'-wisps, students are greeted by a few members of staff, including the principal, a mighty, intimidating hakutaku. "Welcome back, welcome back! Please head to the main hall for our start-of-the-year assembly." The lone chimi janitor jerks awake when students begin marching past his resting place under a stone carving. "Ghh! How long have I been sleeping?"