I come at the end of the long road.

[ibideficitorbis]

WHO: Shura and YOU.
WHAT: A demon has found its way into Coba!
WHERE: Anywhere you like.
WHEN: Day 7?

This is quite a place Shura has found herself into. It looks like a normal, modern city at first glance, but if she stares long enough, she can see ruins and desolation everywhere. Is this an illusion? It was hard to tell. Both the modern city and the rubble looked equally real. She walks around the shopping district and stops every few steps, trying to find a clue as to what this place really is, why she is here, and whether she can find any drinkable water for her parched throat. As she travels, her stench lingers in the air long after she has left, a mix of dirt, gore, and sweat that makes it difficult for others to breathe. Maybe someone should tell her, as she seems oblivious.

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[gigglesnortpriestess]

She couldn't understand what that meant but asking out in the middle of the street wasn't going to help them either. Thankfully the two reached the inn's front doors and Yukiko escorted the newcomer inside much to the front desk's dismay. Probably due to the smell and look that made her run off.

"...er...guess it was her break. I can give you a couple kimono and let you use the spring to help freshen up."

[ibideficitorbis]

Shura watched the front desk lady run away, feeling all too aware of her incredibly off-putting look for a Japanese person's point of view. Her eyes are still wide when she looks at the girl who walked her here.

"Thank you, but... why are you helping me?" Shura has seen the worst of humanity. This flies in the face of it.

[gigglesnortpriestess]

"Why?" she blinked because that was such an odd question to ask.

"Because I want to."

[ibideficitorbis]

Forgive Shura. To her, that is such a strange answer she has to ask again.

"But... you don't know me."

[gigglesnortpriestess]

"Should it matter?"

[ibideficitorbis]

Shura pauses. On the one hand, it should definitely matter. On the other hand... Yukiko reminds her of a Manikin a bit. They were suspicious at first, understandably, but they were the only one to treat her well.

"I... suppose not."