[img]https://i.imgur.com/zOI1WQi.jpg[/img][hr][sub]Yoyogi Park, Shibuya ward
[i]"Pull the car over, Iori."[/i][/sub]

[indent][indent]Convincing Iori to leave was impossible, instead he had demanded that the mature woman walk atleast a few paces behind him. Her duty to ensure his safety would be in reach, while his desire for privacy was also fulfilled. He'd told her he was playing Digimon: Tamers' World but in all actuality his curiosity and instincts had driven him to, what he assumed, was insanity. A voice in his head, neither Haru's or his own, distorted yet alluring... pleading myabe? he wasn't sure but he would never allow another person's potential plea for help to go unanswered.

As he strolled along through the park entrance, tall lights shone softly overhead, Iori's shoes stepping in perfect tune with his own, Yasashiku paused. Iori paused in the same moment. The gold of his phone paled in comparison to the bright light of the homescreen. [color=#8c1aff][b]"I'm going crazy..."[/b][/color] he muttered. [color=#8c1aff][b]"I'm out here cause I thought I heard a voice. In my head. I'm not even sure if it came from here."[/b][/color]

[color=#8c1aff][i]"But it feels like I should be here."[/i][/color] he thought, the minute noise of nature an odd accent to his slight-mania.

After a short pause she stepped forward. [b]"Young master, perhaps we should head home now,"[/b] Iori suggested matter-of-factly. 

Yasashiku sighed in acceptance and defeat. [color=#8c1aff][b]"Maybe... give me five more minutes."[/b][/color][/indent][/indent]