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At this she looks a little surprised. "I'm not a Tsukumo though, I'm human."

"Oh, my apologizes!" I say, a little startled.

Funny, I could've sworn with the magic I sensed around her that she was some sort of tool, although I couldn't tell what. Something isn't right here.

"It's no worry, so many Tsukumo attend Raiko-kun's shows after all. I did have one more question if your still in the mood." She asked.

"Of course. I suppose you are really interested in Tsukumo then." I say crossing my legs.

"Can a building become a Tuskumo?"

"Ah, that's impossible." I wave my hand. "A building has too many purposes after all. A home, a market, a storehouse, it may become haunted or something like that, but unless the building's built for a singular, specific purpose, and survives for years, like an especially study tent, it won't become a Tsukumo. Well, even if it did, a building has so much room compared to something like a drum, I shudder to think at what kind of spiritual power it would have. It might be a sad existence though."

"Why ever would that be?"

"Buildings are trapped wherever they lay. Only in the most fantastical fairy tales can they pick themselves up and walk away. Not like us you know." I say, pointing between us.

"I'm not sure I understand what you mean." She asked.

Coolly, gently, and rhythmically I grab her hand. "I know you're being used. That's why you lied about being a Tsukumo and why your asking all these strange questions. I can free you from that fate, just let me-" I say, leaning in.

"Thank you Raiko-kun." She interjects, pulling her hand away.

She turns to leave, but stops, leans in, and gently drums on my shoulder to empathize her words. "I love my master." She say, resting her fingers after the final beat before turning and walking out of the bar.

I make to pursue her but a hand on my shoulder stops me. "Our break is almost up, stop hitting on the audience and get back on stage already." Lunasa complained.

Ah hell, she's even waving at me from the door. So cute and beautiful, ah, it's always the best fish that get away isn't it?