sakura flinches before looking back at the table. his fingers uselessly clench. he doesn't know what to do. what is he doing wrong? or is this just inevitable, like he always believed?
[He can see that Sakura hurts. But it's alright. He'll be better once Douman's gone.]
No. It's my bad.
[Douman pockets the mask that he had already grabbed and been about to don, and slings the rest of his outdoor clothes over am arm. He can put them on while he's paying their tab]
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[He feels a hand tug on his sleeve. But when he looks down his arm is dissolving like a mirage.
"A Nurarihyon is a being that can't be caught or grasped. It slips past everything."]
Things got a little bit awkward, but in the end nothing really bad happened. Let's leave it at that.
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[ sakura crosses his arms on the table, resting his chin on top of them. ]
Nothing happened, so it doesn't really matter.
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The things they serve here are really tasty, so you would do good to enjoy them before it's time to meet with your friends. If you'll excuse me-
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Why're you runnin' away?
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Because staying has become unpleasant. ['for both of us']
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sakura flinches before looking back at the table. his fingers uselessly clench. he doesn't know what to do. what is he doing wrong? or is this just inevitable, like he always believed?
in the end he just mumbles out. ]
. . . Sorry.
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No. It's my bad.
[Douman pockets the mask that he had already grabbed and been about to don, and slings the rest of his outdoor clothes over am arm. He can put them on while he's paying their tab]
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it's not like he belongs anywhere. ]