Urushihara kept his head down on the train ride, choosing to stand without complaint by the doors and moving aside to let others pass between each stop. He didn't speak on the journey. As much as he wanted to say it was simply because he was a hermit, the truth was that he really was quite afraid of being recognized as Lucifer; he alone kept his face when he transformed.
He followed Maou obediently, keeping his gaze down to keep himself from attracting any attention to either of them. To Maou, this might have seemed as though he was uneasy, perhaps even afraid. That wasn't the case.
However, when Maou began to lead him into the dark alley that made Urushihara think of the host club ringers around Kabukicho, he hesitated.
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Date: 2015-10-20 04:44 am (UTC)He followed Maou obediently, keeping his gaze down to keep himself from attracting any attention to either of them. To Maou, this might have seemed as though he was uneasy, perhaps even afraid. That wasn't the case.
However, when Maou began to lead him into the dark alley that made Urushihara think of the host club ringers around Kabukicho, he hesitated.
"Uh... Dude...?"