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Jirou traveled about a days time with Wakasugi Touma by his side before they both reached another quaint town. The ronin entered the village with a kind welcome from the passersby they'd met. Actually, everyone seemed to be very nice to both of them despite the fact that they'd never seen them before. It was refreshing from the last encounter. Also a bit strange. Jirou clutched the handle of his cane sword tight as he walked forward into this new place.
He stopped once they reached the marketplace of the town and turned to Touma. "I'm going to try and stock up on some provisions. You're welcome to join me if you'd like but I shouldn't take too long." Jirou's eyes began to wander. He felt as if he was seeing the same faces as he did entering the town. Not that that should bother him too much, the town wasn't exactly large. Even still, what felt like the same faces were again smiling and waving at him. He got an eerie chill down his spine.
The exorcist walked over to a fruit vendor and cleared his throat. "Do you carry mangos and apples in this region? I'm looking to stock up for a journey ahead of me."
"Yes sir, indeed I do!" The vendor replied with a creepily wide smile. He pulled up a sack and began to fill it with said fruits and handed it to Jirou. As the ronin took the bag from the vendor, he thanked him simply.
"Yes sir, you're indeed welcome!" The vendor replied. Something was gravely amiss. This much the warrior could tell.
He stopped once they reached the marketplace of the town and turned to Touma. "I'm going to try and stock up on some provisions. You're welcome to join me if you'd like but I shouldn't take too long." Jirou's eyes began to wander. He felt as if he was seeing the same faces as he did entering the town. Not that that should bother him too much, the town wasn't exactly large. Even still, what felt like the same faces were again smiling and waving at him. He got an eerie chill down his spine.
The exorcist walked over to a fruit vendor and cleared his throat. "Do you carry mangos and apples in this region? I'm looking to stock up for a journey ahead of me."
"Yes sir, indeed I do!" The vendor replied with a creepily wide smile. He pulled up a sack and began to fill it with said fruits and handed it to Jirou. As the ronin took the bag from the vendor, he thanked him simply.
"Yes sir, you're indeed welcome!" The vendor replied. Something was gravely amiss. This much the warrior could tell.