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(OC: sorry for not being on so long. i got grounded...finals...tests....laziness...i'm so sorry)
*At the Tournament*
Mitarai walked nervously through the demon crowd in the stands, hooded and looking for a familar face to sit by. He constantly kept a hand in his pocket where his knife and a bottle of water was hidden. But for extra measure, he kept a little water demon on his shoulder. It squirmed and moved around his shoulders growling at random people.
*At the Tournament*
Mitarai walked nervously through the demon crowd in the stands, hooded and looking for a familar face to sit by. He constantly kept a hand in his pocket where his knife and a bottle of water was hidden. But for extra measure, he kept a little water demon on his shoulder. It squirmed and moved around his shoulders growling at random people.