Wow…again with the shortness…
Youko walked to the spring. This would be simple. He pulled out a vial from the backpack that Shuichi had been using as a pillow, and walked into the shimmering barrier around the spring.
He could see the shriveled bodies of all the demons around the spring. "So," he muttered. "The spring calls them in, makes them thirsty, and the water dehydrates them so much more that they drink more and more of it, while it is still destroying their bodily fluids, and they are left as husks, skin and bone only, even their eyes removed. And they never even have a chance to leave the barrier. Ingenious…"
It was true; he was starting to feel a tickle at the back of his throat… He suppressed the feeling and walked to the spring.
The closer he got, the more his throat hurt. If only he'd brought some water…then his throat would be better and he'd be so much better suited for the job…and there was such a beautiful spring in front of him.
Beautiful, clear water. The tint of blue that promised a sweet, clear taste. Only a bit of flora at the bottom, and no dirt whatsoever. It was so beautiful…
But he couldn't have it.
What is it with sentient beings and being told they can't have something? Once someone knows they can't have something, it becomes so much harder to resist.
And Youko wanted that water.
Slowly, trying to resist the pull, he dipped the vial into the water. It came out filled with crystal clear water. It looked so wonderful… Without even knowing quite what he was doing, he lifted the crystal vial to his lips.