realpolitik | Yatogami Kuroh | Tsukikage Yuri

[It's been a long journey to this city. Not that it's his destination--Kibougahana City, was it...?--but nonetheless, he can't deny that it might not hurt to take a short break. Ichigen-sama always did say that he needed to take it easy sometimes so he didn't overdo it, because that wouldn't help anyone.

Except...more poetic.

Because Ichigen-sama is the most poetic of all.

He's taken to the rooftops like ~~batman~~ the slightly anti-social soul he is, but at some point, he notices that there's this old lady who needs help crossing the street, and leaving her to do it on her own would just not be honorable at all, and then there's a cat in a tree and it reminds him of Neko a bit, and then--

He's walking along, passing by a school, and honestly feeling very satisfied with how the day went (even if he hasn't gotten any closer to the end of his journey, sometimes it's the journey itself that is really important, right?) when he steps on something.

Something that goes crunch.

He freezes. This was clearly the first meeting that was meant to be.]

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[YOU ARE TROUBLED-- except...well, she's not. She's clearly pretty much unbothered. He blinks.]

Ah...are you sure--

[No wait there's blood. Immediately, he's leaning forward to examine the cut on her finger, and then he reaches into a pocket to draw out a SMALL FIRST AID KIT. Because. Clearly everyone should have one of these on hand.]

Please, allow me to take care of that. It isn't safe to leave it untended.

[LOOK HE HAS GUAZE.]

[ WHAT

EVEN

She's too mature to be flustered (or to admit that he's starting to do it), but there's a small flash of uncertainty-- before she sighs. ]

I appreciate your concern, but you needn't fuss. I can tend to it myself.

[SORRY, FRIEND... except that he's already got her hand gently in his, and is examining that cut. It's not too serious, no, but he wants to make sure there isn't any glass in it still--

So yeah it's happening either way.]

It is a fault of mine that you were injured in the first place.

[SO HE'LL FIX IT.]

It is only proper that I help mend the problems I have caused.

Taking responsibility is fine, but you're troubling yourself to some extent here.

[ But she'll let him deal with her finger, sure fine. ]

[Troubling himself, she says...when he's already neatly cleaned the cut and applied antiseptic and a neat bandage. FINGER TAKEN CARE OF.

He sits back on his heels then, reaching down to finish gathering the rest of the shards. Wow he has caused so much trouble it's terrible.]

It hasn't yet matched the trouble I've caused you.

That's not a comparison I would like to see made. [ A small frown. ] Thank you for your assistance, sir. But that's enough.

[Okay, okay he's getting the hint. She doesn't want him to fuss (too late).]

You are certain that there is nothing I can do to help with your glasses?

[really.......he feels bad about it.]

They're beyond repair... and as I said, new ones were in my future.

[ She's really not sure how to handle him. ]

[THIS IS SERIOUS OKAY...]

How is your sight without them? Will you be able to make it to your home without incident?

[FRET FRET FUSS]

I shouldn't need them to find my way back.

[ Studying might give her a headache, though. ]

[...ah...........]

Then... you don't need any more assistance.

[It's a statement but...he feels a little lost. Like he hasn't done near enough to make up for it.]

[ ... Why does he look so disappointed and why does she feel bad when he's the one who stomped on her glasses in the first place goodness.

She can just imagine her partner laughing at her predicament, and the way she finally concedes with a second sigh. ]

It's growing dark. I suppose I should watch my footing.

[Goodness... but. That's something, actually. He wasn't really expecting her to rescind on that, but he's also not complaining. He'd certainly feel better knowing that she gets home safely. So he stands, reaching to offer her a hand up.]

Of course. Allow me to escort you.

Then-- [ Some time ago, she would have refused assistance. Now... well, she's changed, and she'll place her hand in his, rising to her feet. ] Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Tsukikage Yuri.

[Ah. Ah yes, introductions. Here we go. He straightens further, as if his posture wasn't always straight enough, and--]

I am Yatogami Kuroh, vassal of the late Seventh King, Miwa Ichigen-sama.

[He's so proud....... how could you ever crush that pride.]

[ ... This person. ]

Seventh King? [ Vassal??? ]

Yes.

[don't you know what that is......because he's sure not explaining.]

Though...

[... Hesitation is unusual for him, honestly, especially in this sort of way, but... his gaze shifts, looking at something beyond her.]

I also serve as a vassal of the Silver King, Isana Yashiro.

[Still--now and forever, even if he's not here, and may never be here again. But he shakes that from his head, turning his attention back to her.]

Tsukikage Yuri. [Yes, that's her name.] I will properly escort you to your home before I continue forward.

[ she has no clue what he's talking about, but she'll just have to roll with it. After all, if she'd said "I also act as a legendary warrior, tasked with the protection of humanity's hearts so that the Tree that supports them may grow strong and nurture the world"-- well, that'd be more information than he'd provided, but he'd likely be just as confused.

It also isn't her business, and it's something clearly personal for him, so she simply nods and dusts her skirt off, turning in the direction of home. ]

Thank you, Yatogami-san.

[It's a confusing thing, when anime series meet.

But Kuroh is willing enough to go along with it, nodding simply. He takes it very seriously, after all. He'll make sure that she stays safe and sound and doesn't fall into any holes!! or!! anything!!

Homeward bouuuuund.]

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