At the man's response of having to wash his hands outside of his home Azusa found herself inwardly screaming at the ignorance of the Half. Was he so dim that the notion of spiritual cleanliness was lost to him, or was he just incapable of understanding symbolism? After all, there's no way he could have come here for something like a tour given the town wasn't exactly a tourist trap or convenient major city like Kyoto. However the rapidly developed emotion and its target froze dead as he kept talking...did he just call her sweetheart? Who the hell did this punk think he was - this was real life, not some anime where a relatively attractive guy could just strut around with girls clinging to him like some vine to a rock. However she was at work and couldn't afford to act in a manner unbecoming of her job at the time. The fact he turned to leave made things a bit easier though he hadn't denied the possibility of his seeking a tour.
" Then dear foreign guest, I'll also remind you that the washing process also requires you rinse your mouth for adequate spiritual purity. In fact, the proper order is: left hand, right hand, cup water into your left hand to rinse your mouth, and then clean the handle. I'll happily show you around after that."
She couldn't place the accent - a more wild version of the Americans you occasionally see on TV or sporadically as guests in this rural area. However she still stabbed the word 'foreign' to remind the punk that he wasn't behaving as a proper Japanese person despite being Half. For that matter she didn't even bother to keep her tone from the pleasantly icy professional.
" Another bit of shrine trivia: only the gods are supposed to walk down the center of the path, but absolutely no one bothers to make people keep to the sides anymore." Despite her dismissive attitude, she still had to purify the shrine where he walked...and the North Shrine uniform just so happened to be convenient enough to carry cleansing salt. When one included the fact that the grounds of this particular shrine was essentially void of plants along the path she had no reason to not follow the man and scatter the cleansing salt while uttering the proper prayers under her breath. Still, she wasn't sure if the lack of tourists at this point was a good thing or not; on one hand more guests meant more people to potentially taint the ground while on the other hand more shrine maidens could be employed to ensure proper protocol was followed to minimize such troubles. Given that she was using a simple practice bow instead of the ceremonial relic, Azusa could simply lay the bow down and properly use both hands.