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It was probably just his instinct that caught on. Walking along the streets in the dead-end of September without much of a focus on what was going on. The nudge to the girl's shoulder wasn’t intentional, feeling he had just knocked her aside on accident as he turned the corner. His right arm reached out, bringing her close to prevent her from falling into what was a side-hug to keep her balance. 

Lanterns gently floated upon the water, a peaceful sight that took with it the many loving farewells of the festival’s attendants. It had a romantic hint, filled with a peculiar nostalgia. The stars were brighter than ever, as if they had been arranged to be the perfect scenery. It was a celebration more than a time to grieve, everyone seemed to catch the memo except a single person--

The solemn silence is irrupted by a loud sniff, followed by equally loud sobs. Akira was standing near the shore, his face brimming of sadness and allowing an ugly expression to fill his facial features.

“OKUMURA!” No doubt, it had to be him -- wandering in the weird outsides of the equally weird hotel. She had questions, plenty that will go unspoken for the sake of appearances. Kamiki has to use her wits, seem smarter and take what little has been grasped from word alone.