[Unluckily for Kamui, he only checks his pockets long after Aerith's left him to handle actual Tamamo work. His wallet's safe and sound where it should be, but his phone's nowhere to be found.]
Damn...
[So here he is, unwillingly back at the bathhouse for the second time today. Fully clothed in a dark yukata, Kamui looks more than a little out of place; he dispassionately brushes off advances from youkai sex workers at every turn, unable to be distracted as he doggedly searches for his phone.
His attitude's really put a couple of them off, too. A pair of deathly pale, but stunningly beautiful youkai glare daggers at Kamui's back as he enters an empty room. Together, they mutter treacherously to each other about creepy Shuten troublemakers around. Someone should really do something about that weirdo.
Like... that Lost Soul keeping watch! One of the nikusui flags Monts down, gesturing to the room Kamui's ducked into as he explains the whole situation in hushed tones.
Please, he concludes, bowing his head-- you've got to get him out of here!]
☕ monts
Damn...
[So here he is, unwillingly back at the bathhouse for the second time today. Fully clothed in a dark yukata, Kamui looks more than a little out of place; he dispassionately brushes off advances from youkai sex workers at every turn, unable to be distracted as he doggedly searches for his phone.
His attitude's really put a couple of them off, too. A pair of deathly pale, but stunningly beautiful youkai glare daggers at Kamui's back as he enters an empty room. Together, they mutter treacherously to each other about creepy Shuten troublemakers around. Someone should really do something about that weirdo.
Like... that Lost Soul keeping watch! One of the nikusui flags Monts down, gesturing to the room Kamui's ducked into as he explains the whole situation in hushed tones.
Please, he concludes, bowing his head-- you've got to get him out of here!]