A sight catches his eye in the crowd. A someone, actually. It was only a mere second that he caught sight of the familiar outfit, the long hair--Hotarumaru was not certain, but he found himself tailing after the person as fast as he could manage. Weaving through the crowd wasn't too hard, when you're half the height of most people.
"Ah!"
Finally, there he was! Lunging and grabbing for the young boy's sleeve, the oodachi called out to him.
"Tengu-kun!"
Just as usual, he never remembered his name properly.
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