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𝕊𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪, 𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕤𝕪 𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 (𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕕) 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟-𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 (𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕤) 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤❔ -difficultly in proofreading
ps- 𝔸 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕘𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕔𝕜 𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕟 𝕤𝕠 𝕀'𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕒 𝕓𝕚𝕥 𝕓𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕖𝕣.

...

"So all of this...is to lure out a boy?"
She asks lamely, Hanako biting his gloves off before circling his thumb in a red powder.

Hanako:"Mm, that's right. The exorcist boy that you saw the last time."

"Oh, well I figured but, what's the point?"
She folds her head as he brushes it on either side of her cheeks.
Somehow I have a terrible feeling about this.

Hanako:"Ma, you look innocent enough, you don't need all this."
He mutters to himself taking both of her hands.

"So?"

Hanako:"When I place you back into the near shore, you won't be seen by anyone except for those closer to supernatural boundaries. And so, all you have to do is find whatever class Minamoto Kou is in. There shouldn't be anybody to hinder you."

"Find it? Then what?"

Hanako:"When he spots you, he will without any doubt chase after you-you're going to lure him to the rooftops and then your part here is done."

"B-but, you're not going to hurt him, are you? Surely..."
Her voice fades seeing that his expression doesn't change to a softer, reassuring one like she wanted rather, it darkens.
What do I expect?
He's told her before that he hates exorcists.

Hanako:"You don't have to concern yourself with things like that."

Her throat begins to throb thinking about it as he turns her head towards him with his thumb and index finger.
Am I really about to become a criminal right now?

Hanako:"It shouldn't take too long. If you do it correctly, I'll reward you."

"Reward?"
She mumbles and he nods.
Pfft. Like what?
'Permission to escape?'

Hanako:"Lets go."
...
It was without any warning she felt herself collapse. In some way, she wished she had seen whatever he had done so she'd know a little bit more; then she would be sort of aware of however supernaturals slide from one end to the other but, of course, he would not want her knowing that.
I'm still a hostage after all.

Alas, she had found herself in the midst of the hallways, crowded and loud (or louder than what she found herself accustomed to lately.)
Her large, magenta eyes light up when she spots a familiar girl with lavender hair and eyes the same colour to match.

"Aoi cha-"
She grasps for her but her hand passes through, her pale skin appearing fairly translucent.

"Shoot. She's-"