[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190522/5ec07975271d6ef3e7be9e67e7144f35.png[/img][/center][right][hr][b][color=ffe4b5]Kotana[/color][/b][hr][/right][b][color=ffe4b5]"Honami's game logic is [i]right[/i]?"[/color][/b] exclaimed Kaito, doing nothing to hide the dismay in his voice or the widening of his eyes and eyebrows. As if agreeing with him, his stomach gently protested at the mention of food. During a typical day of work it wasn´t uncommon for him to forget to eat. This wasn't a typical day of work. 

His worries continued, focusing on the talisman of sacred wood that was now under his possession. 

[b][color=ffe4b5]"I'm not sure what being a pure soul means in this context."[/color][/b], he mumbled. 

Pure as in good? He liked to think of himself as a good person. Following the rules, never upsetting the status quo, obeying authority. Unless it meant purity in the context of being a virginal maiden, in which case he doubtlessly qualified. Women didn't like men who were more afraid of the spider in the bathroom than they were. 

He had reached civilization at last and even got invited to eat, but for Kaito it felt like his troubles were only just beginning.