[CycloneKira]

Nodding in satisfaction as Yusa finds his note, Akira silently makes his way back to his room in the village elder's house. He jumps in through the window so nobody will notice that he was out. He still feels sorry for her. The Yukiyama clan are also quite famous, and numerous rumors of Yusa's skill had reached Akira's ears. Of course, some of them he dismisses as paranoia. She is definitely not a bloodthirsty demoness from hell, he thinks. Even the smartest people behave like fools when they are afraid.

He sighs and gets ready to go to bed. It has been a long day for him. Taking care not to sleep on his left hand, he drifts off in a few minutes, keeping a knife under his pillow, just in case.