>Let's go!
>You all enter the Myouren Temple, where Murasa directs you to a large, stylised tea room.
"Make yourselves comfy!!" she grins, before barking at Ichirin to hurry with the tea and nearly getting slammed by a nyuudou-fist in the process. She hurries off to have an apparent argument.
>You all sit down on the small mats around the tea-table, and immediately Mokou blinks in confusion.
"The hell was that pink fist thing?!" she whispers.
>It is just your little group in the room, nobody else. At least, that's what you think.