Something cold spatters against the empath as he shuffles down the street, his tail thrashing and flailing to convey his shock in lieu of him actually yelping. Unlike most, the moon hasn't blessed him with any visible changes beyond his pupils becoming thin, vertical slits (his tail is a result from the trip to Shikoku).
Alas, staring at the pie in the sky has resulted in an aching hunger that's been gnawing away at his willpower since it began. Kaito's a patient, obstinate sort... but his time in Nippon has loosened his inhibitions considerably, and even his vaunted self-control is in jeopardy.
He'd been on his way back to his inn room to isolate himself when... a flowery slime crashed into him, wrapping around his torso and pleading in a familiar voice. That aura... ]
O-Oi... Kamisato? Is that you???
[ They're both lucky that he doesn't have any floral cologne on. Or are they? ]
S L I M U S S Y
Something cold spatters against the empath as he shuffles down the street, his tail thrashing and flailing to convey his shock in lieu of him actually yelping. Unlike most, the moon hasn't blessed him with any visible changes beyond his pupils becoming thin, vertical slits (his tail is a result from the trip to Shikoku).
Alas, staring at the pie in the sky has resulted in an aching hunger that's been gnawing away at his willpower since it began. Kaito's a patient, obstinate sort... but his time in Nippon has loosened his inhibitions considerably, and even his vaunted self-control is in jeopardy.
He'd been on his way back to his inn room to isolate himself when... a flowery slime crashed into him, wrapping around his torso and pleading in a familiar voice. That aura... ]
O-Oi... Kamisato? Is that you???
[ They're both lucky that he doesn't have any floral cologne on. Or are they? ]