@FatedOrder Surely not. But who knows? What was known, though, was Kouyou’s reciprocation. The scaled beast seemed to have nuzzled to Fujimaru’s touch before nibbling at his hair.
Kouyou had watched through the foliage, twin moons hidden behind rich greens and patchy browns. It looked like Omi’s boyfriend was cordial enough.
Good.
@Saccharuine “Omi… what a beautiful name.” A flash of red darkened her cheeks and the tips of her ears, gracing the lost woman with a smile. She’ll carry her down for the rest of the hike.
“You’re very welcome. Ah. It looks like you can hear the cars from here. Do you want me to bring —
@Saccharuine — closer to avoid a low-hanging branch. “Kouyou is my name. If you get lost here again, call for me. I live in these parts. I know my way around.”
A slight dip between a set of rocks prompted Kouyou to lift Omi from the ground to ensure her safety. “And your name, dear?”
@Saccharuine Bruises decorated the young woman’s skin, clustered abrasions morphed into scabs. A poor thing this prey was.
“Is that so? Maybe he should’ve walked you there instead.” Men were always so incompetent. A tiny tut clicked in the back of her throat as the demon pulled Omi —