"What the HELL was that sound..?!"
MEME - not accepting
There was nervousness evident in the other’s voice and body language. This was a common sort of thing when it came to most people getting involved with the man known as Kusuriuri to most.
The Medicine Vendor would only continue his actions as calmly as before. His eyes didn’t avert from the bowl within his hand, not bothering to inspect the possibilities of what created such peculiar noise. In fact, he was tempted to even hum to act as if he simply ignoring the other.
Only when he was barraged with continuous prompting for answers for the source of the sound or why he was ‘so damn calm’, the immortal being would give his answer. Eyes narrowed and the slightest of grins cracking, he might as well make this fun.
❈“ This is a rather old house… isn’t it? ” He asked rhetorically. Scratch scratch scratch. Nails raking upon the wooden beams that supported the aged structure. Kusuriuri could see it from the corner of his eyes, a small demon, hideous, hairy with limbs like a monkey but a face like a goat. Wasn’t it one of those kind of demons that were born from human babies? Orange eyes stared down at the two intruders, seeing one man’s face and the back of the head of the other.
❈“ I advise for you to not look up and behind you. ”
❈ “ Who knows… you might look like its mother… ”
