Wards. Purification. All necessary. I wonder if Subaru-kun fasted before he used his?
There was someone once here. Easy to dispel the presence.
Surveillance. Nandarou is still by my side. And the neighbor... well.
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The chocolatier was found. Residency, too.
Is that all...? To survive here. And house-warming souvenirs. Subaru-kun, is there a Mister Donut here? Or a veterinarian?
[ ooc; in which Seishirou decides that sleeping in an enchanted sakura tree that used to belong to him gets a little too uncomfortable. Lucky him, he found some residence, thanks to one Mr Jack Simon, who now is something of a symbiotic neighbour. Oh, and a potted plant-- a fern-- sitting right outside neighbour's door. Oh, the amusement! City, Seishirou does like you. Also: any form of comment welcome, audio, video, text-- though don't expect video replies. Action upon request! ]