Shouta stopped suddenly and looked around. He sensed... something. Something was off. He tried shaking the feeling, but it was prickling at the back of his neck-

oh, wait, no, that's just a little, prickly Arcane imp. As he lifts it off his neck, squeezing the little, grotesque devil, he laughs. "Aww, aren't you adorable!~ <3"

He then proceeds to drop it on the ground, stomp it with his foot, and walk on, whistling contentedly. The feeling wasn't gone, but he didn't really give a crap about the feeling anymore. He was having a comparatively good time.