It was a shame that Haruka wasn't going to be coming with him, but what other reason could there to be other than it simply wasn't the scene for her? That entire bit showed quite a bit about this Kono Haruka: that she forces herself to put on a face to intimidate others, but beyond that, her will faltered. Was this the woman who was supposed to lead the country of Earth? Weak, almost. She was a girl. Keita refused to look behind himself, whatever pit of despair that the Daimyo had fallen into, the Jun refused to see. There were some things that a stranger just shouldn't of another. That would be one of them.
The house had a strange design, as Keita had noted to himself before, but seeing it closer only exemplified the wonder the queer design caused. The building stood, guarded by some patio, it and the walls hidden in its shade some dirty yellow colour, bright enough to seem cheery in this likewise environment -- so strange that was when juxtaposed to she who ruled the realm, both here and outside's.
Each step Keita took followed with the crisp crunch of the dead grass. The blades rubbed against his foot and sandal, making a light, almost inaudible sound, and giving the sense of feeling each blade through the rubber sole. Concentration on that is likely what brought him to not focus on the image of Haruka behind him. What was she doing? He could not look. Keita refused to look.
Meeting him almost immediately at reaching the steps the two girls had just fought upon was the second girl, the one that Haruka had just had some strange mental breakdown over. She breaks things and messes everything up. She was an intruder, and, apparently Haruka had attempted to kill her, or some other intruder before. With all of that in mind, Keita had prepared for the absolute worst this girl -- a childish appearing girl, close to the same, if not the same age as Haruka was, short violet hair curled just above her shoulders -- but she was just some girl. Between the shock of an incorrect anticipation and what she had actually said, Keita was completely taken aback.
"The dead rarely wander," was all the Jun, left with far too many questions, could muster upon first comment, "even in a place like this, I would hope." Better to end it like that, Keita, much better.
"Keita. I came here to talk with you, I believe," he'd add on the second part. What Haruka had said before pointed towards it, was it possible that she, this kiddish Sachiriku, was actually the one plaguing her so greatly from within her mind? Was it because of her apparent destructive nature or because Haruka, despite having dealt with her for so long, continued to reject her? Only Keita was aware of what had occurred on the outside directly, so he couldn't just ask this one such questions. Only odd looks and odder comments could be given. It would be like one of the NC writers talking to another's character, but not through the medium of a character. Strange, right?
Keita remained focused on the girl's erradic movements: first swinging her arms excitedly, then to her hands. Perhaps her destructive nature stemmed from how energetic she seemed. It was but a passing thought as he attentively listened to what this girl had to say. Unlike Haruka, this "nee-san" was much more willing to divulge information and seemed overall more friendly. Just how hostile would the Daimyo be on the outside if not for Sachiriku? Well...an observation like that was far too early in the making. This girl just got her first cameo here, a judgement call like that couldn't be made for a while.
Even Sachiriku seemed to suggest herself to be Kono Haruka's demon. She was the dark to Haruka's light? This Dive almost seemed to suggest it the other way -- now that was a truly terrifying thought, that Sachiriku was actually the host and Haruka the demon. No way that was possible, right? -- given the personalities attributed to him. Gun had mentioned something about that hadn't he? Keita could hardly remember it, something like the personalities on each level of the mindscape weren't necessarily the entire personality, but an aspect of it. Keita felt like it was something like that. Maybe a bit different, but close.
"I'd be willing to, if you're the one showing me around. Perhaps the Asylum," Keita would offer. He told the Haruka of this level he could get this demon out of the house, so this would kill quite a few birds with a single stone. The house would be emptied, more ground would be covered, and Keita could continue to learn and do as he needed to do with Sachiriku.
"After you, I suppose?"
