#visionkept

Some recall him as proactive and intuitive, others as anylitical but a total fighter. It's a bit CONFUSING with some kids contradicting themselves right after. As solution, they end up having to draw the person question.

At least the kids can all agree on something. Their sketch SUCKS.

𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙧, Yoimiya had begun telling him through a wide smile and multiple soft giggles, shrouded with the 𝙒𝙊𝙊𝙎𝙃 𝙋𝙊𝙒 needed to put enemies to rest before they could dream of carrying any kid into their camp. Of course, Tartaglia met the recalling of his feat with a laugh of his own, endeared by the simple wonder with which those much younger than them perceived the world, unaware of the dangers posed during their play.

As they sat together in a circle around an improvised little campfire, Iwao showed the drawing excitedly despite his most crushing reviews. Tartaglia!, the small boy bellowed while leaning over the Harbinger's lap to supervise how the man held the paper and addressed the rendition of their encounter with a Hilichurl camp, I tooooold them the Great Mujina Youkai was much bigger, much scarier. I promise I did, but they forgot to include it!

Iwao's pout and stirring were powerful tools of influence for the other kids to almost emulate his reaction, Yoimiya's touch was tender on the boy's shoulder and her smile outshone their worries, melted the remnants of any criticisms while Tartaglia joined in on the task to reassure everyone that, in fact, that was a perfect depiction of the event.

      ❛ Hey now, comrades. This is clearly one of the mini Mujinas disguised as Hilichurl trying to trick us, don't let your guard down. The artist show us nothing short of talent and knowledge over the monster's methods, certainly someone worth meeting. ❜ The explanation earned a choir of soft little Ooohs, some of the kids perking up to remember how truly fearsome the youkai can be while a few others considered trying their hands on pen and paper next time. Their eyes widened, too, and Tartaglia completed: ❛ But don't worry, listen to Yoimiya and remember everything we taught you and the Great Mujina will never cause you harm. ❜ To that, each kid nodded in agreement and Iwao promptly followed, swearing to protect his friends before the circle was disbanded in favor of more playful banter between them.

In the end, the drawing was returned to its rightful owners and shown around among themselves as if no one had ever questioned it, the only mark left by the Harbinger being a small note in the corner of the paper alongside a silly thumbs-up doodle of himself:

   ❝ ... You’re blocking the path. ❞

A voice could be heard behind the samurai. That puppet, the first prototype created by the electro archon was right behind, arms folded and sighing. Even though the path was wide, it didn't look like the guy with that big hat wanted to make a detour because someone was standing still right in front of him. Strange, to say the least.