"Why...why are you fighting this? We are wasting time! If-"

"What the hell is happening over here!?"

And just his luck, some samurai that were most likely patrolling the area had heard the commotion happening over at the bench. Of course they're patrolling, there are probably drunks everywhere on this auspicious occasion.

"Hey buddy, you harassing this guy?"

Hah. Haha. Wonderful. Even if Koro could calm down and try to explain, seeing that he's catching attention is only causing him to grow more anxious. More people are going to find out! Koro will be captured...what will they do to him? Exorcise him? Skin him alive first, maybe?

Irrational thoughts swarm Koro's head. He cries out, and his voice has a low, downright demonic reverb in it.

"What the he—" Before the guards could fathom what's happening, Koro slams his palms on both of their faces, and they let out startled yells as they press the heels of their hands into their eyes like they had just been blinded by a bright light. Once Koro steps back and realizes the mess he's caused...he sprints off.