Lorelai De Windt
For all that Lorelai had tried to be productive in her Kyoto trip, the righteous fire still burning in her buxom, she still found herself easily sidetracked with a day of tourism and snacking alongside the affable tengu. True, Sakichi had exterior motives for being here, but she was so in-the-moment that Lorelai couldn't find a regretful bone in her body the entire day they had spent.
That being said, the blonde found her spine straightening with a rigid anticipation as the Tengu led her to a cordoned off castle. The fruits of her scouting told them both that whatever plot unfolding in the revered city would be raising from the shadows here, and after pointing out the concealed Otis, Lorelai had to agree. She waved Sakichi off to carry out her official duties further ahead, the Dutch-Japanese student certainly more a hinderance when it came to a quiet infiltration when compared to the youkai.
That left her to whistle from above the waiting classmate meaningfully before putting her legwork to use in quickly leaping down to his level. With her weapon wrapped and concealed behind her back, looking like little more then a particularly long poster tube, she was as ready as the revolver toting Otis.
"So, you here for a second round too?"