Obanai kept measured steps as he walked, Kaburamaru still wrapped alrund his shoulder. He enjoyed the quiet, but not even the outside was helping him calm his thoughts about you. A vein appeared on the side of hide forehead as he thought of all the possible men who wronged you, who could turn down such a beautiful strong angel that was you. It annoyed him to no end, but he had to practice keeping his cool. Suddenly, the white snake which resided around his neck perked up to look behind him, it's scaly head peaking from Obanai's black hair, and Obanai was just as alert. He soon relaxed when he saw it was you running towards him with a big smile on your face.

“Oh, hey Mitsuri..“

Obanai's voice was trying to sound it's usual tone, closed off, but he could help but have a softer and more quiet approach. No way he was embarrassed, so why were his polychromatic blue and yellow coloured eyes looking down at the suddenly oh so interesting gravel? He had no idea. Iguro felt a heat rush to his cheeks that were luckily covered by the bandages around his scarred mouth.