"Let's wait and see." Hoshimi Rinko glanced at her watch, "In two more minutes it'll be half an hour, then we'll go look for him."
"Find him and beat him to death right away!" Kasahara Asuka angrily clenched her small fists.
"Uh-huh." Hoshimi Rinko uncharacteristically aligned with him.
A minute and a half later, the sound of clogs echoed in their ears. It didn't sound like the light footsteps of a woman, nor the heavy ones of a middle-aged man, but rather the sound of footsteps with all weight concentrated on the soles, stepping with a clacking sound on the black cobblestones of the night, as if venting, as if shouting.
The two girls looked over.
Under the pitch-black shadows of the trees, a dignified lady in a purple yukata walked over towards the lion head set. Her gaze flicked over them, then she studied the lion head set, as if passing by by chance.
"Let's go." Hoshimi Rinko got up and walked forward.
"Senpai, walk faster!" Kasahara Asuka ran even faster than her.
