An unfelt breeze passed its way through crooked branches as Eiji spoke to the tree, though maybe it was just a trick of the light but it didn’t seem like the branches that Sayane stood upon had joined the others in their rustling. To Akina’s eye, the cherry blossom tree didn’t seem discontent with having someone climbing up on it, but she also didn’t know how to speak to a tree. Still in deference to Eiji, Akina didn’t join Sayane in attempting to climb her way up the tree, instead she placed her hands together to thank the tree for the shade.
“If there is one, it might have gotten moved due to the construction.” Akina offered, raising her head. That would leave the question of where it was moved to, which hopefully didn’t have an answer to the effect of a forgotten storage room in the old school building. It was dusty there. Wiggling her nose against fake dust Akina stepped away from the tree. “See anything that looks shrine-like Sayane?” She asked, stepping around the pile of tarp covered materials to see what was behind it.
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Kyo, driven on by more courage than Chiasa possessed, strode forward to the end stall and as Chiasa watched, a little awed, as Kyo taunted whatever might be inside.
Water gurgled through the shower head and ran down the length of the piping as the handle below was turned just enough to start the tap but not quite enough for there to be water pressure for the shower to run in earnest. A metal vent sat on the bottom of the shower, presumably fallen from the gaping hole in the wall above.
“Is anything there?” Chiasa asked, she herself was a step or two into the shower room now, though she couldn’t remember when she had stepped inside.
“If there is one, it might have gotten moved due to the construction.” Akina offered, raising her head. That would leave the question of where it was moved to, which hopefully didn’t have an answer to the effect of a forgotten storage room in the old school building. It was dusty there. Wiggling her nose against fake dust Akina stepped away from the tree. “See anything that looks shrine-like Sayane?” She asked, stepping around the pile of tarp covered materials to see what was behind it.
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Kyo, driven on by more courage than Chiasa possessed, strode forward to the end stall and as Chiasa watched, a little awed, as Kyo taunted whatever might be inside.
Water gurgled through the shower head and ran down the length of the piping as the handle below was turned just enough to start the tap but not quite enough for there to be water pressure for the shower to run in earnest. A metal vent sat on the bottom of the shower, presumably fallen from the gaping hole in the wall above.
“Is anything there?” Chiasa asked, she herself was a step or two into the shower room now, though she couldn’t remember when she had stepped inside.