12/10
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Snack for the Kamui
As she threaded through the bustling crowds, Rika's eyes skipped from one pedestrian to another, alighting on a man casually smoking. Wow. Was he ever good-looking…
Suddenly, she gasped as she took in the shadow thrown against the wall. A raptor perched on his shoulder—except there wasn't anything actually there—
And then he looked straight at her and gave a cold smile.
Seishirou continued smiling as the girl fled—he wasn't even telepathic, but he could almost taste her fear. He lowered his sunglasses and locked eyes briefly with his companion. "How was that one?"
His Kamui grinned. "Delicious."
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Inspired by a picture of "normal" Seishirou casting a shadow with a shikigami. I can just imagine him and Fuuma out for a couple rounds of civilian-baiting…