[ They really just are children since Satoru will continue to sulk as he follows after him, like a scolded child even though he wasn't scolded at all. Without any pockets, he has to cross his arms while he sometimes glares at Suguru's silhouette, then shifting his attention to absolutely nothing once in a while.
He's using so many braincells to understand what this situation is—what they are... Suguru answers for them and it stirs unrest, despite how comforting it is. It pisses him off for some reason. ]
Yeah... I don't feel or see cursed energy.
[ And that's even more unnerving, but put aside because of Suguru's existence. ]
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He's using so many braincells to understand what this situation is—what they are... Suguru answers for them and it stirs unrest, despite how comforting it is. It pisses him off for some reason. ]
Yeah... I don't feel or see cursed energy.
[ And that's even more unnerving, but put aside because of Suguru's existence. ]
There's something up with this place.