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He'd thought that walking through a spooky deserted town in the rain would be fun.

He'd never expected to come across some kind of butterfly summoner talking to herself in front of a pedestal.

He wasn't a superstitious boy - far from it. His favorite subjects were math, physics, chemistry. Hard edged clinical subjects that dealt with the real world. But he still had something inside him that caused his heart to skip a beat (Not literally, thankfully.) when he noticed the birds had shut up and these butterflies were showing up out of seemingly nowhere. It would be just his luck that he'd approach the girl and she'd turn around to reveal that she had no face or was some kind of Oni.

But he'd heard the words 'lonely' and 'waiting' and he knew that he couldn't just walk away. He was probably being silly, anyway - butterflies didn't come from nowhere and a pedestal was just a pedestal. It didn't have to mean anything sinister.

"Hello? Excuse me?" he said, walking closer. She'd definitely be able to hear him well - he had been close enough to hear her. "Hello? Miss?"

Mayu did finally hear someone behind her and it almost sent her into shock.

It wasn't Mio, and the fact that it wasn't Mio always made her feel uneasy. She took a blank glance at the boy, and nearly looked like she was about to fall over. She wasn't an Oni, thankfully. She looked like a normal girl, but there was something wrong with her. An observational person would find her expression to be sad, almost longing.

The butterlies were by the hundreds at this point, and were fluttering everywhere.

"She's not here. Mio..."

Well. She had a face. That was a start.

But it did appear as though he'd startled her somewhat. The cloud of butterflies was growing more numerous as well, and in between their crimson wings he caught glances of a sad girl. A lost girl. She must be separated from her group.

"It's alright. Maybe I can help you find who you're looking for?" he offered, trying to wave butterflies out of his face. "My name is Hisao. I just came here to look around, but if you need help getting back to... um... you said, Mio, right? Maybe I can help you look?"

Hopefully she wouldn't be frightened by the idea of being here alone with a guy she didn't know. He could understand that might be off-putting to a lot of girls, even if his intentions were entirely pure.

Mayu was still getting closer to Earth at this point, she kept hearing voices all around her. Or was it the same voice, over and over? She was sure that was it.

It spoke to her, told her stories. Yae. I'm waiting for you. You ran away. Everyone died.

The voice was sad, but angry, and regretful. It hurt Mayu, but she felt such a connection with the voice. There was a feeling of loneliness associated with it, the voice continued to stay with her. Yes, Mayu was a very prominent spirit medium.

But this spirit medium was now regaining her senses, she started recoiling backwards.

"Uh-oh...!"

Hisao was not the fastest person alive, but his reactions were at least quick enough that he could duck in behind her in case she was falling over.

"Hey, Miss? Are you OK?"

This was not how he'd expected his day to go. Who knew what was up with this girl? Maybe she was on drugs or something? She looked too young for that but you never really knew. Either way, he didn't want her to hurt herself so he extended his hands and waited for her to either fall or say something.

She wasn't on drugs, at least not for her leg pain. She hadn't taken anything for that in a long time. Mayu was completely alert, actually. When Hisao darted toward her from behind, she moved as quickly as she could in another direction.

She couldn't run very fast, but it was simply too hard for her to trust someone that isn't Mio.

The butterflies still fluttered around her, though they were growing less in number. They kept their focus on Mayu, and even laid out a path for Hisao if he were to follow.

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Hisao stood and debated for a moment as to whether he should even follow - he didn't want to come across as a creeper and she clearly didn't want any company from him.

But she was out here alone and seemed upset. Imagine if he just went his own way then saw in a newspaper on TV that she'd gotten hurt? Or come across someone who's interests weren't as pure as his own?

"Hey! Wait up?" he called, starting after her. The butterflies were still kind of weird, but helpful all the same. He couldn't run very fast either as too much exertion could cause him to have heart trouble. But he was still a little quicker than her.

"Miss, it's dangerous to be out here alone! I just want to try and help you find your group, that's all! I'm not weird or anything, I promise!"

Which is exactly what a weirdo would say. he thought to himself.

It really was the thing to say, because she ran faster. But then, suddenly, she fell.

She landed with a plop on the ground, dirt covering her face. She couldn't run any longer, her leg started getting spasms. It hurt so very badly. The butterflies seemed to swirl around her, the voices started all over again.

"The ritual...all alone...she ran away."

The ritual, being all alone, it was like the voices knew exactly what it meant for her now. She couldn't find Mio.

"Did she leave you behind?"

Mio...wouldn't just leave her alone, not in these woods. Would she?

She laid there on the dirt, and soon, the butterflies all encased her. The pain was going away, but she couldn't move anymore.

"Oh great..."

He wasn't frustrated at her for falling down. Not really. He was frustrated with having pushed her that far. He'd seen she had a bad leg, so, why'd he wind up chasing her? Maybe it really WAS better to just leave her be.

But why were those butterflies all over her?

He made another snap decision and started trying to wave them away, taking off his rain poncho and swooshing it through the air.

"I have a clean handkerchief and a bottle of water so you can clean up." he said over the plastic flapping noise of his poncho. "I promise, I'm not going to hurt you! My name is Hisao Nakai, 18, from Yamaku Academy and I'm just trying to help, ok?"

Mayu nearly looked dead, her eyes hazed and emotionless. Her expression had gone completely blank. A part of her was hearing what Hisao was saying, and part of her wanted to react. To maybe explain, or call out for Mio again.

She was terrified, but her new companion wasn't. She tried to look inside of Mayu, speak with her, ease her. Mayu's heart was fluttering like the very butterflies that still hung around.

"Yae..." Mayu breathed out before suddenly going unconscious.

"Yae - is that a name? Miss? Miss? Ohhhhh no. No, no no..."

She'd passed out. The girl had legitimately passed out on the ground.

He immediately went for his cellphone and tried dialing emergency services.... but he had no bars. Because of COURSE he had no bars.

"Damnit! Why here? Why now!?"

You would think that attending a school like Yamaku would get you some kind of first aid training. With so many students prone to different disorders, a little CPR or something might go a long way towards saving a life, right? But Hisao was clueless.

OK. Alright. Breathe, Hisao, breathe deeply and concentrate on a solution....

His own condition could be triggered by extreme stress, and this was the last place he needed to have a heart attack.

"Pulse! Make sure she's breathing..."

He placed two fingers on her throat like he'd seen them do in the movies and somehow managed to find her pulse. It was there. Good start. A heartbeat. That was good. How did you test for breathing? Maybe if he placed his ear over her mouth, he could hear it?

He tried that, hoping she wouldn't wake up and freak out that this strange guy who had chased her here was sticking his face all up in her personal space...

She was out for a few moments, maybe hardly a minute. In that minute, she heard those multitude of voices again. They didn't stop, and eventually, they started screaming at her.

Mayu was sure it was that same voice again, but it didn't matter. She awoke with a gasp and the moment of Hisao's touching her.

His face was...REALLY close to her too. Now she was wide awake, which was good. But she was shocked, to say the least.

Oh. Good! That definitely meant she was alive.

He tried to back off carefully but being as he was kneeling, it was instead an awkward if deliberate stumble backwards.

"You passed out, Miss - I was checking to make sure you were still breathing. That's all. I don't know if you heard me before, but my name is Hisao and I can help you find who you're looking for, maybe? I, uh, I also have a handkerchief that's clean and a bottle of water if you want to clean your face...?"

Because she was pretty messy.

This man was nice, Mayu thought. He was nice and she ran away. Of course she did, she was scared of most people. Especially when her far outspoken sister wasn't around.

She found herself moving hesitantly. But she knew she couldn't run anymore. There was a terror lingering in her heart, but the voices went away for now. So now all she had was listening to this boy. No one else was around, and if Hisao meant to hurt her, he could now. But he wasn't.

"...Ah..."

She wasn't trying to run away. That was a good start.

"Hold on just a moment, Miss." he said. "I'm going to get you that water and handkerchief, alright?"

He reached carefully into his bag, hoping she wouldn't take this as a sign he was going to bring out anything nefarious.

"What's your name? If you don't mind me asking?"