"Heeeeeey...."
"Hey?" Yamato looks to his right, at righty, who said that long hey. Then to his left, at lefty. Who shrugs at him. Then he looks at his side, where the prostitute is, under the umbrella too, she shrugs at him too, and blabbermouth points at righty like he's evil but Yamato just blinks at him once before ignoring him.
"What even is happening here?"
"They're hiding something from me!"
That was blabbermouth who said that, I know because I'm just behind Yamato. My feet sliding on the ground and tailing the bear and the hoe, semi focused between my magic sixth sense, and what's happening there.
There's something important going on.
I think. Sounds pretty obvious considering how the guards, and everyone is acting, and only blabber mouth and me doesn't seem to be aware.
Which is annoying. Cause I'm kinda planning on blowing up this brothel into pieces.
Still. I don't know what to focus on. I could focus on the flow around me, on the way it's in the rain, on the way it imbues the air around me like a thick mist, like water, everywhere and anywhere. Digging into your pores and infecting you with my illusions before you know what happened.
And how it's the most amount of flow I ever let out in the atmosphere. And how, now that I know how it works -I think? But with whatever is happening with Yamato, I'm not too sure anymore- I can see how it reacts to my intention and my movements, no matter how odd it is. It's like I finally can have some feedback, and see the weird little things that happen in the background.
It's like there's a small thing happening. But I took SO MUCH of that thing, that the immense quantity makes the change obvious, because the small thing is now big. Since...there's so much that small thing that the patterns are seeable.
But I could also focus on whatever is happening in front of me.
With Yamato and the others. How they're talking together. How Yamato questions them and how blabbermouth is trying to get him to interrogate the guards, or how he looks around and casually says that there's a lot of homeless around today.
Which is...
Odd.
Because there's not THAT many homeless. Well, there is, but. There's not that many, there's a good amount but it's relatively the same amount I've seen throughout the week, but maybe it's just because I'm used by the density of people in the 21st century.
Whatever. What's clear is that I don't know what to focus on.
Should I focus on the weird way my flow moves whenever I do...what?
Why is IT MOVING MORE THAN USUAL!?
I freeze mid slide. Just behind Yamato, just to feel out my sixth sense. I don't know if that's because I'm swimming in it, but I could feel it, sense it, my flow. That's usually so fucking annoyingly slow, moved faster than usual.
From a snail to a...snail on steroid?
I'm bad at comparisons okay!? Focus on the important stuff, why did it move like that!?
I have no idea.
And now? It's slow again. It's just there. drifting in the air, sticking to everyone and everybody.
WHAT DID I DO!? WHY DID IT STOPPED!?
"Then?"
"I mean. Uh..." Blabbermouth scratches the back of his head before looking around too, searching words to answer Yamato.
"You got a job?"
"I mean yeah bu-?"
"And Sana told you not to come back today?"
"I mean yeaaah, but the-!"
"Then just leave, we're busy today"
The lefty pumps his fist in the air for a second before melting down into pure professionalism when yamato gives him a glare.
"Doesn't matter, where's Sana?" Yamato pat the back of the prostitute, and with a nod of goodbye. She passes by everyone and get in.
MY OPPORTUNITY!
Sliding forward fast-! My flow moves weirdly again, what th- "She was in the lobby a second ago" -blabbermouth to Yamato, Yamato answers "Ah well, I'll go in with her, see you later" Yamato passes the guard, I slide back to avoid him, getting between the prostitute and the bear.
My flow moves even faster, imbuing the space around Yamato, infecting him faster and faster, the rain on his skin digging faster in his nerves.
I slide back as the girl and Yamato shrug at each other at the awkwardness of continuing together when they thought they'd be separated a second ago.
FUCK! GIVE ME A TIME TO BREATH!
I stop sliding. Back inside the brothel, the fireplace warming my back as my flow stops moving.
What. Just. Happened?
No idea, but now I know who's Sana, she's the old woman who talked and threw blabbermouth away for the day.
Yamato tells me as such as he beelines toward her, the prostitute following. "Sana, you threw Horiyuki away for the day?" She nods as an answer, both hands on her waist "Talks too much"
Yamato tilts his head in thought before agreeing with a nod, he was about to talk again. But Sana puts on a wide smile and get closer to the girl "Well hello there! You look beautiful today dear!" She puts her hands on the prostitute shoulders, patting her down, and pulling her closer, right toward the double door behind her "Don't worry about doing much today, just get ready"
The prostitute doesn't even have time to answer, just nod as Sana continues "Yamato dear"
The bear gets closer to the double doors, and open them for the prostitute.
And then. It's delicate.
With my small body, and my invisibility, I slide on the ground as if it was water. Pass beside Sana, get under the pushing arm of Yamato, and slide inside the hallway with the prostitute following right behind after me.
"You don't need help today, do you dear?"
The prostitute shakes her hands in front of herself "No. No. I...can deal with it myself"
"Perfect, be careful and take some food when you're done, Chiaki made some mean potatoes today, you need to get some"
The prostitute woman laughs good naturedly, before saying her goodbyes.
Yamato stops pushing the door open, and look at Sana, the door slowly close.
The prostitute leaves me there. Unaware of my sneaking. And the door is closing down, planning on leaving me alone in this hallway.
As it does though, as the door take it's sweet time to close. I can hear Sana and Yamato talk.
"Everything's ready?"
Sana nods at Yamato "Of course it is, as long as that blabbermouth doesn't try to come back, everyone should be well mannered enough. What about the ones outside?"
Yamato gives a look outside, a look I can barely see as the door starts to hide his body. "There's a lot outside today, gonna go round them up in an hour"
"A lot?"
"Yeah?"
"Huh, last time I checked they weren't that many"
The door finally closes. The last thing I can hear is Sana asking
"When is Youta coming?"