A/N: More updating!
4.
Taiki swings his legs back and forth from where he sits on a bough of the only non-moving tree in the forest. He taps his fingers on the bark, flickering eyes watching the scene below with an outward smile.
Honestly, he's a teensy bit disappointed. His baby cousin in Bulgaria has screamed less and the poison's a lot more fresh for newborns. He's seen that kid actually giggle. These young ones act like they've never seen trees move before. Wind, snowball fights? Honestly.
Ah well, it's for the cause.
He flicks his fingers and one tree gives another lurch and another swings a harmless branch over their heads. More screams, and apparently someone's up and hurt themselves. He breathes in the tang of the metallic scent and sighs aloud this time.
Not nearly enough for his taste.
On the branch below, Akari watches. She's fascinated, her eyes are like dinner plates.
This causes Taiki to smile.
Oh yes, she is joining them, blood or no blood. There is just enough horror in that expression to say potential.
Besides, grandmama could always use a more competent girl in his age group. The rest keep dying.
Well, most of them do anyway.