Sakagami Kenzo
The oni nodded in approval. One had many places to go, so he couldn't blame his imouto for that. He did not doubt her once, instead he smiled brightly and waved goodbye. "See yah!" He grinned, at least he seemed to be in a better mood.
He rested on the bench for a bit before walking off as well. He too had places to go, and things to do. However, he didn't seem as troubled by it anymore, as if his short meeting with Oka had somehow straightened his resolve.
Byt aside that, he was parched! He walked around town, looking for a place to have a nice cup jug of sake. Suddenly, a familiar scent tickles his nostrils. He sniffed the air around and his face lit up. Drink! Perfect, the one thing he needed. To be fair, his day had been rather difficult, he needed the drink and deserved it.
He walked uo to the bar's door and pushed it, but it would not open. He kept pushing harder and harder, but it would not budge one moment. A sign was written at the door, the word PULL. Sadly, it was written in english, which Kenzo had no way of understanding. Luckily, the door was automatic, so it eventually got tired of being slammed and decided to open by itself.
Woooah, a magic door! Humans are so cool...
Well, he couldn't just stand there. Kenzo walked in and looked around for a place to sit when something, someone caught his attention. A lone girl with light clothing was sitting alone, but her most striking feature was her snow white hair. It was as pure and beautiful as that thing humans called Vanilla Icecreem.
Weird. he never saw a yokai with such white hair. It was quite odd, to be honest. Still, he didn't let it intimidate him. Instead, he puffed his chest and walked up to the girl before sitting next to her.
"Salutations!" He cried out cheerfully.
ALPHA THE BOREDEDGE
Alpha had left Noel to the ambulance people and walked off, kitten in her pocket. She eventually walked around until she found an area to take a break in: A bar. She sat down and ordered a glass of whiskey, contemplating what she should do next.
Nu was a problem. She needed to find people that could give her information, to help her find the creepy girl. But Noel seemed to have too much on her plate already, and Mordred would be out of her league against that crazy bitch.
So the problem was finding someone who could give her personal information.
She sighed again, and took a sip. She occasionally, very gently, patted her pocket to see if the kitten had woken up.
Drinking like this reminded her of her perpetually drunk, womanizing boyfriend. Of course, she'd been beating out that second habit, and it was a pain, but even now, she somewhat missed him. He was always on top of situations like this, a schemer despite his ridiculously forward attitude. He'd have known where to go, or at least thought so before stumbling on the truly correct location along the way.
"What a slouch," she mumbled to herself, thinking of his face.
As she did so, a happy-looking guy sat next to her and said hello.
Of course, if she had to pick, he'd say easygoing, slovenly guys were her type, but... this guy looked and felt more like Bang, raw scruffy, than Kagura.
"Uh," She started, unimpressed. "Have we met?"