One-two. Three-four. Turn. Five-six. Seven-eight. Spin. One-two. Three-four...
Yin was in a groove. He had decided to work with set patterns for a small period of each training session just to work on some muscle memory, and it brought a different sort of exhaustion to his muscles. It was a good feeling, and one that he very much enjoyed. He would happily have continued training longer, even though it was really time for him to be calling it quits for the day, if something had not caught his eye.
Or rather, someone. Once he saw her he stopped to acknowledge her with a wave, but she appeared to be carrying some sort of basket. He could hardly stand to see her struggling with it (not that she necessarily was, but just in case) so he hurriedly ceased what he was doing to jog over to the ghoul and called out to her as he did so. "Miss Xiu-Ying! May I assist you with that today?" The demoness...actually smelled rather nice today, which was odd considering that his olfactory cells were geared toward fresh meat or live prey, and very little else. It was odd, but he shrugged it off as he slowed to a stop in front of her and gave her a slight bow.
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
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