Who in all of this accursed region did that voice belong to?
Better yet, who would call out to the Hōgyoku in such a way, while knowing what he was?
Even at this distance, it was grating at best.
Oh no, no no, that would simply not do. This one was either incredibly skilled, or incredibly stupid. Not to mention that this energy belonged to this familiar local, and mentioned a man of that ilk. Meaning, the Tsunayashiro type.
It caused the entity’s vessel to scoff to himself rather easily, before finally turning his head after settling post-manifestation to consider the one that addressed him. Pupils fixed easily on the figure, and the silver entity’s expression seemed to grow increasingly curious thereafter. Concerned, but curious nonetheless.
One brow arched in consideration, then the cadaver pivoted upon his heel to better face the reaper.
Tokinada-kun?
And that had his other brow arch with the first, expression going from perplexingly inquisitive, to surprised.
“Hm?”
Curiosity undeniably sparked, the vessel teleported, slipping through the entirety of one’s detection before planting himself directly alongside, and atop the wall. Just as quickly as he’d vanished, he’d reappeared entirely reassembled, as though he had been standing there the whole time, of course.
What might one expect from his prowess, though? It was an easy feat, and nothing to gawk out by any standard. But without missing a beat, he leaned a bit, but kept several feet between them, his curiosity having returned.
“And who might you be, exactly?”
綱彌代 -- Ah-ha-ha! The Hōgyoku had so adroitly responded to Jun’s summons, and with such swiftness at that! Would it be a faux pas to exclaim ‘Eureka!’ at the simplicities of divinity? He’s absolutely, positively beside himself with wonder and, amidst the awe, pondered and prattled on within his mind the circumstances of the Hōgyoku’s creation and the nuances of his composition based on the fleeting demonstration of his reflexivity.
Did the Muken no Kami-sama-dono, the Lord God of Muken, incorporate any konpaku belonging to exceptionally fast animals within his half? Did Urahara-kun, with his half? Did they both, or did they simply opt for the konpaku of people? Regardless, what a squirrel-like reaction! Ah, what a shame that there weren’t any actual squirrels on the grounds of the estate to act as controlled variables for this spontaneous impromptu experiment; Tokinada-kun’s crows must have gobbled them all up in the forest, munching up their little heads and leaving no trace of reishi left like loyal bottom feeders.
Oh! And now he’s near, now he’s here — God-speed, mates!
And now here they both were, both humpty-dumpties sat on the wall.
Eureka! “Who am I? Who are you?” he jested back with ease before leaning forward toward the deity himself in response, chuckling before delivering a proper address. “Unfortunately not Tokinada-kun! Merely one of his cousins and optimistically his favorite out of the ruthless bunch: Tsunayashiro Jun'ichirō, but that’s such a mouthful; ‘Jun’ would seem more seamless on your tongue, won’t it? — I’m so very, very pleased to finally meet your acquaintance, O Hōgyoku-sama~”
Another chuckle slipped him as he kept his cheer. “However~ we’ve a few glaringly apparent moral dilemmas at hand: two tiny ‘trolley problems’, if you will! The first: Muken must miss you quite dearly; I know I would, and I’m wondering however did you escape it. And the second: you’re most definitely trespassing on, ho hum, ‘wretched territory and accursed grounds’ I believe it’s commonly proclaimed by my dear baby cousin.” Excellent civic duty, Jun! Now, onto the matters of greater significance.
“All that aside, whatever are you doing here, in seeming search for Tokinada-kun?” Jun hummed with beaming nonchalance, worrying the soft skin of his thumb with the nail of his index finger. “It was my hypothesis that the nasty ol’ Enrakyōten would’ve served well to ward you off, orrrr,” he allowed the newly formed hangnail to bleed freely down his wrist as he extended his hand and circulated his spring water-esque reiatsu, “is this blood curious enough to beckon you?”
And if not Tsunayashiro blood nor energy much more pure than that of his cousin, would it be the Tsunayashiro soul: the plausible reincarnation of the ancestor, now solely in the form of the current head of the clan, that had summoned the Hōgyoku here? What drew this god to Tokinada of all of them? Was he truly the reincarnation of the original sinner? — Jun must know at once, and confirm those suspicions once and for all on how special his cousin was for the sake of his research!
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