"Honestly, people today are too carefree. You'd think that whatsherface girl popping into this place every half a day would've caused a few waves already, but it seems like business is still as usual. Though that Kasen person seems to be running herself ragged because of that..."

With her hands in her pockets as she lazily strolled through the Human Village, Mokou glanced around as she watched the villagers mill about, each handling their own business. of course, she couldn't fault them for that; for her, whose life could not end, all their worry about the next day, week, or even month was something she had long forgotten.

Even so, the village was a lot less chaotic than that city that was outside the Border. 
That... [i]Was[/i] a city... Right?

"Ah, seriously, though... That place was absurd. Interesting, for sure, but seriously..." the immortal continued to muse before accidentally bumping into someone...

Or something.

"Shoot, my bad... Ah?"

Realizing that she had bumped into what seemed to be a floating white semi-transparent white ball, Mokou took the object in her hands and applied a bit of pressure before remembering that little... [i]Test of courage[/i], to put it lightly.

"Oh, it's you. Shopping for your mistress or something? Actually, speaking of which... I'm not allowed there in the first place, now am I? Your home, I mean," she laughed a bit, letting go of the ghostly ball in her hands and turning to its owner: one Youmu Konpaku, carrying a set of groceries for... Reasons.