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"That's so like you. All righty, driving them away, it is then."
Shiroyuubi was about to walk to the group of sirens swarming the three human men when a hand reached out to his shoulder and dragged him back. "Wh--"
"Not yet," Fuyukiku spoke simply with a neutral tone, "We can't attack yet. We need to figure out about master's condition first."
Shiroyuubi's eyes widened slightly at the mention of his master. He ceased his thrashings and gave in to the winter fox's drags, sighing defeatedly. "Master? She'll be fine, I know she will. She's with her friends wherever they are, right?"
"I mean, yes. But--"
"You're worried too much, snowman. However, I can't say that now, can I?"
Fuyukiku stopped dragging the blonde and turned around to look him in the eyes, icy-blue clashing with crimson-red that was filled with uncertainty and hesitancy. The crooked smile Shiroyuubi showed him didn't convince the silver-haired fox at all.
