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For Youkai, most places are either were the strong gather or the weak flee too. In contrast, the HSE was where all whelps gathered, fierce, and feeble both. I guess this is where the lustful gathered, but where were the celebrate gathering nowadays? Questions for a scholar and certainly not my bored ass.
Yukari wanted to lecture Goro in private about ‘topology’ and said she ‘didn’t want to bore me’, well here I was, bored anyway, with my only entertainment being voyeuristically watching these women from the shadows get excited for their turn. It made me feel uneasy.
Goro said I should talk to anyone that looked interesting since they might be on Yakumo’s side and knowing our allies would be useful. I think it was just to keep me out of trouble, but I was bored enough to give it a shot.
Let’s see, group of Onis? Nah, they’re wearing miko uniforms after all. Yukari probably wouldn’t let her friends dip their pen in company ink unless she was a sick freak…
They look like lovesick puppies anyway, what about the staff? Also, a miss, they’re all over the place and I can’t see anyone in charge. Must have a pretty good boss if there was this much activity without fastidious middle-management, I’d like to meet them if possible.
Quiet loner waiting in the other dark corner of the room with a cloak? Ehh, stereotypical, but can’t say I haven’t been guilty of rocking the look in my fugitive days. May as well greet a comrade.
“Sup degenerate. You here for work or pleasure?” I ask, sliding next to her.
“Ah, please excuse me, I don’t want to be disturbed. And it’s rude to suddenly come up to someone like that.”
A little mouthy for a loner. Say, is that a strand of pink hair?
“Wait a minute you’re-“ I try to say before a hand covers my mouth.
Kasen, that pink-haired, lecture addict, put a finger to her mouth and made a shushing nose. I waved my hands and chilled out.

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