(YOU'RE YASHIRO!) Yashiro had just grabbed his wrist, running out of the train where Minamoto Teru had just beat him up to the point where he was about to get exercised. The ground covered in water, and destroyed looking buildigs that were still some what intact could go on for miles.
"Yashiro! Where are we going?"
Hanako huffed, as she, Yashiro, continued to pull him along. Running and running without stop.
"Slow down! Hello?! Yashiro-..."
he swallowed, then pulled his hand out of Yashiros grip, panting after running with her for so long, why did she come here..? She could've just lived on, longer than her set lifespan.
"YASHIRO, LISTEN TO ME!"
. . .
"...why did you come here?"
he panted more,
"If you hadn't come, if you just stayed in that world... even if the eldest Minamoto or No.1 came here to exorcise me,"
"it would've been fine-"
you walked up to him, the splashing of the water made your scales loose but whatever... you lifted you hand. giving him a slap.