Part of him was aware of a commotion behind, but he was focused ahead. Call it trust in Erika or naive foolishness, Mikado started only a little when she grabbed his arm. He looked back at her with a serious expression.
He didn't hear Masaomi. It could mean Masaomi wasn't here, but as Erika had said, absence of evidence wasn't evidence of absence. Or something like that. He considered the corridor ahead. He wasn't sure what to expect beyond the doors, he'd never been in these churches except to join Lion for books. These sinister underground rooms were an unknown matter.
He considered it, but the most likely bet was to head straight for the voices. There was the possibility Masaomi was in a room alone, but that meant he was safe (there was no other consideration) and if he wasn't, then if Masaomi was here, he was in a room with the cultists. That seemed decidedly unsafe.
Mikado nodded at Erika over his shoulder, he had a good idea which door to head for considering the direction of the voices, but it also meant they would be revealing themselves.
He'd dragged Erika into something really dangerous.
He had no time to be apologetic about it though, and he touched her arm in return. There was no one in the corridor as he stepped out into it, the lamplight patterning the walls in strange and unsettling ways.
It was a direct approach, but he was heading straight for the room with the voices. Possibly, if they were lucky, they could peek in without being noticed and confirm Masaomi's presence first. Unlikely, but it was a hope. He wanted to avoid unnecessary trouble.
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He didn't hear Masaomi. It could mean Masaomi wasn't here, but as Erika had said, absence of evidence wasn't evidence of absence. Or something like that. He considered the corridor ahead. He wasn't sure what to expect beyond the doors, he'd never been in these churches except to join Lion for books. These sinister underground rooms were an unknown matter.
He considered it, but the most likely bet was to head straight for the voices. There was the possibility Masaomi was in a room alone, but that meant he was safe (there was no other consideration) and if he wasn't, then if Masaomi was here, he was in a room with the cultists. That seemed decidedly unsafe.
Mikado nodded at Erika over his shoulder, he had a good idea which door to head for considering the direction of the voices, but it also meant they would be revealing themselves.
He'd dragged Erika into something really dangerous.
He had no time to be apologetic about it though, and he touched her arm in return. There was no one in the corridor as he stepped out into it, the lamplight patterning the walls in strange and unsettling ways.
It was a direct approach, but he was heading straight for the room with the voices. Possibly, if they were lucky, they could peek in without being noticed and confirm Masaomi's presence first. Unlikely, but it was a hope. He wanted to avoid unnecessary trouble.