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>>46133069
I wonder how Sekibanki feel about Yukkuri, is she unsettling by them?

A fog shrouded light covered the scenery that surrounded him. A stoney riverbank stretched on as far as his eyes could see, not that he could see very far in the humid mist mind you. He felt a strange weight in his hands, looking down he found a small handful of coins.

Some were rusty, some were polished and of higher value, and one in particular was shiny and golden. This confused him, and the hunter felt in his pockets finding nothing but lint and dirt. Finally, like waking from a dream he remembered reality.

Panic tugged at his brain as he tried to yell out Sekibanki's name only for the yell to die in his throat. He coughed as a searing pain pierced his chest, a spattering of blood was launched out of his mouth and dirtied the stony ground beneath him.

His breathing became shallow and labored as he fell to the ground on all fours hacking out blood and clutching his chest. He felt sick, dizzy, and on the verge of breaking down until a sound in the distance focused his mind.

He felt desperate for any distraction away from the pain and fear that coursed through his soul and followed the sound on unsteady feet. Each step felt like he'd been running up and down the steps to the Hakurei shrine but strangely it never pushed into the head pounding light headedness one would feel before passing out.

Before him sat a child, looking no more than she was a part of the junior class at the temple school. She sat there in a strange white dress frilled with deep red cloth that sat below fluffy white hair and strangely elongated ears. He tried to speak but could barely strangle out wind much less a complete word.

Lights surrounded the girl, the unmistakable lights of the departed that seemed to flash somewhat before they hid behind the many small stacks of stones that dotted the ground here. As the spirits flashed and his the girl herself perked up like a frightened deer before spotting him.

Before he knew it a rock whipped past him then another, as the girl seemed to yell "Oni go home!" with all the fury of small dog. One of the rocks struck true as he couldn't move well at all and the feeble hunter doubled over in pain. He was unable to say anything at all and expected only more suffering as he covered a his head with his arms, but no more stones sailed to him.

Confused he opened his eyes only to see an equally confused girl stare back at him. She looked at the rock in her hands and back towards the spirits that peeked out from behind the tiny towers. She looked at the hunter, "Eh? Are you not an oni?" he could only shake his head and a look of worry manifested on her face.

Quickly she stood up and jogged over to his prone form, "Sorry, sorry! I didn't think a human would ever come out this far!" She kneeled by him as he struggled to even back on his knees before the child who tried to help him the best she could. The spirits bounced around her as if cheering her on and seemed to give a silent 'huzzah' as he managed to get back on his unsteady feet.

The hunter tried to speak but could only choke out a "Who.. are you...?" before it became too hard to talk again. The girl looked up at him, her head only came up to his belly and her face was a mix of apprehension and inquisitiveness that quite suited a child of her apparent age.

The small girl spoke with the faintest bit of smugness on her face as she pressed her thumb into her chest, "I'm Eika Ebisu, the idol of the lost souls of children!"

>>43311473
>out
I meant put not out, sorry for the misspell