Koumyou takes that as an invitation to step around the corner finally, hands still tucked into his opposite sleeves.
"I could show you, but I never used it around you before. Perhaps I should see if the Maten will still listen to me? From right where it is right now, of course."
He'd guarded Tenkai's Maten sutra for a few decades, after all, just as the small youkai had asked. His bond with it was never quite as strong as his bond is to the Seiten, but it's there.
"Frankly, that's how I know you're real. I haven't met an illusion yet that can fake the way one of these sutras feels. Any of them, really, but especially these two."
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Koumyou takes that as an invitation to step around the corner finally, hands still tucked into his opposite sleeves.
"I could show you, but I never used it around you before. Perhaps I should see if the Maten will still listen to me? From right where it is right now, of course."
He'd guarded Tenkai's Maten sutra for a few decades, after all, just as the small youkai had asked. His bond with it was never quite as strong as his bond is to the Seiten, but it's there.
"Frankly, that's how I know you're real. I haven't met an illusion yet that can fake the way one of these sutras feels. Any of them, really, but especially these two."