[At this point Sagiri isn't sure how many of the strange (oddly plump?) ghost sharks she's cut down, but the number is somewhere in the high twenties. Each time she comes across one she resists as for as long as she's able, but honestly... they're somewhat cute, but each time she delays they leap out of the nearby puddles for an attack. It's become tiring on top of frustrating, so by the time she runs across the group of children holding the totem hostage she's more than ready to gently convince them to hand it over. It's been a long and confusing day and all she would like to do is return to some semblance of peace.

What's happening now is not peaceful.] Y-You really musn't treat adults this way...!

[Is her flimsy attempt at scolding the kids, as she stands in the middle of the group tied by what appears to be... a jump rope. The rope has been wound several times around her body and now she unsteadily stands, arms bound to her sides as the kids pull and laugh. She grunts and shakes her head, giving them probably the most unimpressive glare they've ever seen.]

If you continue to keep this up one of you might get hurt!

[Says the woman currently tied up?? She knows she could break free if she wanted, but her concern for the kids stops her from doing so. She lets out a disgruntled sound, hanging her head low.]

I am filled with shame...

[Girl.]

[It should go without saying that someone who wields a sword as easily as she does holds a responsibility to protect those weaker than herself. This is what she tells herself as she makes various rounds about the city on behalf of the Enma, offering to clean up bloodied areas or help carry supplies to those who need it. She isn't much of an exorcist but she's also been offering to protect people on their way around town— just in case a lingering ghoul or spirit decides to try something under their nose.

But after a long day of truly not knowing where she is or how she got here Sagiri is ready to call it quits. That is, until an iso onna flags her down and waves a soaking wet kimono sleeve in her face.

"You Enma are taking responsibility for all this, aren't you!? Then just hear me out for a second!"]

Eh? Good madam, I think there's been a mistake...

[Except she hasn't. Sagiri soon finds herself looking down at a large round fish bowl, filled with water but devoid of actual fish.

"There's ghost fish in there, I'm sure of it!"

She has a headache.]

[You know what to do!]