Watanuki always smells of vanilla and honey with the barest hint of smoke. Spirits always say he smells the best, but somehow they know that that isn't what they're talking about. After he comes from Yuuko's shop he smells of opium, alcohol, smoke and starchy foods. The spirits that followed him from his school to her gate - because Doumeki had an archery competition and Watanuki had been too stubborn to stay - are suddenly repelled and he wonders humorously if its the opium or the starchy foods that repulses them. But he knows it's thanks to her and they're both grateful. Watanuki because he's worried that Doumeki cares too much for him and Doumeki because he wonders if he bothers Watanuki but isn't willing to risk his being attacked, even if his absence was the willowy boy's wish. But somehow they find that when Watanuki comes out of the shop Doumeki is always there, even though they both know that Watanuki would have been fine.

Doumeki smells of sandalwood, incense, and wood oil. After he's been in the store room for too long, cleaning and researching about the many things that befall the two of them, he smells of old parchment, dust and musty fabric. Sometimes Watanuki will pass the temple and see the archer standing before the cherry blossom trees, tense and upset, though his face never reveals anything more than stoic apathy. Other times, on cool mornings and breezy afternoons, the seer will find the taller boy standing beneath the same trees, sweeping peacefully. Doumeki will always notice him and hand him a broom as though he had been waiting there for the dichromatic eyed boy, expected him to come. And Watanuki will have the chance to rant and rave about how everyone drives him like a slave, always ordering him around, even though he was the one to take the broom and Doumeki hadn't said a word.