[There have been murmurs of suspicion and doubt towards the Daitengu's death since the beginning amongst the Sutoku, and so Matoba notes a distinct lack of abject shock coming from their ranks as it goes through the crowd at the Daitengu's theatric reveal.]
[Matoba rankles. Later, he will consider each and every piece of what has happened, and the result, and decide that in the Daitengu's shoes he may have also played everyone for a fool in order to flush out his enemy.... But in the moment, annoyance wins out.]
[One of the benefits to being low-ranked enough in the clan as to barely matter was that the Lost Souls were lined up towards the back of the crowd. As the riled-up crowd turns to aggression, Matoba immediately takes a step back, draws his eye across the crowd to locate any of his acquaintances, and dips out. Having worked in the Tengu Temple for the last couple of weeks, he was at least somewhat familiar with the grounds, and wanted no part in whatever meaningless havoc was about to unfold.]
OTA: DAITENGU'S FUNERAL
[Matoba rankles. Later, he will consider each and every piece of what has happened, and the result, and decide that in the Daitengu's shoes he may have also played everyone for a fool in order to flush out his enemy.... But in the moment, annoyance wins out.]
[One of the benefits to being low-ranked enough in the clan as to barely matter was that the Lost Souls were lined up towards the back of the crowd. As the riled-up crowd turns to aggression, Matoba immediately takes a step back, draws his eye across the crowd to locate any of his acquaintances, and dips out. Having worked in the Tengu Temple for the last couple of weeks, he was at least somewhat familiar with the grounds, and wanted no part in whatever meaningless havoc was about to unfold.]
[If you caught his eye- feel free to join him.]
...The Enma, huh.