[h2]Esfir Borgoslavia[/h2]

Even without an active duty, one should always be prepared.

It was for this reason that the white-haired Russian girl, her coat carried lightly in the wind, still clutched her suitcase. The Amarok wolf, face fixed in an intense growl as always, was emblazoned on the side. Surely this was enough for anyone to be aware of her nature. Strictly speaking she was not directly needed... at the moment. But why not be prepared? She was not wearing the Amarok bodysuit, instead wearing a white shirt, a grey vest, and a navy blue skirt, but that didn't matter. She was still prepared. An Amarok Hunter is always prepared.

Her free hand firmly in her pocket as she walked along with her suitcase, Esfir Borgoslavia strode down the street with focused intent. She didn't want anyone to go frivolously talking to her. That would quite simply be irritating. She wanted to go and do what she had intended from the start, and any delays would be met with nothing more than annoyance. She didn't want to deal with anyone who thought she needed someone to talk to, or anything foolish like that. No, instead she kept simply walking down the street.

Because damn it, she really wanted a sandwich.

There was a cafe not too much further down the road. The atmosphere was nice, the food was good, the staff wore nice uniforms and the decoration was cute... not that Esfir cared about the latter two matters, of course. She obviously didn't. The important thing was that she  got her meal. Currently she was just on standby in case there was any kind of monster activity in this location, and she certainly couldn't do that on an empty stomach.

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[h2]Mihama Yukiko[/h2]

"Haauu... there's no customers!"

Yukiko slumped down on the counter, one arm extended and another folded beneath her head. She let out a long sigh as she did, lying there for a few moments. There really was no-one... was no one interested in her magic? She had some onmyodo too, normally that got people's attention... On top of that, was there really no-one who needed any problems solved? She really was open to anything! Any type of problem she could possibly solve! ... Well, except Western cooking. Yukiko had some serious trouble with some of the recipes... But most other things she was really pretty good at! It was her job, and everything! Why wasn't anyone showing up?

Noticing that her hat was beginning to fall over her eyes, Yukiko quickly pushed it up and notice something a bit... well... improper for a shop/problem solving place... thing! Still laying slumped down on her counter, she had to mention it!

"You can't just sit on the counter, Koneko-san..."

[url=http://safebooru.org/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=1183934]The cat-eared girl looked down[/url], over her shoulder. Named Koneko because 'small cat' seemed like a good idea for a name at the time, the nekomata was something of an assistant to the witch. In spite of being older in both chronological age and appearance. But she was the familiar in this situation, so it was her job to help out! ... And she usually was pretty good at that, except for times like, well... this.

"It's not like we have any customers right now," replied Koneko, taking a bite of her taiyaki. It was red bean from what Yukiko could tell... she could feel her stomach craving some red bean taiyaki for herself. Or anything, really. But she had to stay here... what if someone came by while she was gone?

"That's not the point," replied Yukiko, finally sitting up, "What if someone comes by and they see you sitting on the counter like that?"

She paused for a moment, before adding "And where did you get that taiyaki?"

Koneko smiled, and took another bite. After she swallowed, she gave her answer with a wink and a smile.

"My secret~"