However when she heard steps approaching, turning around to see Susumu kneeling. Her eyes fluttered for a moment, completely shocked by the prospect that he followed her. She shouldn't have been, because it wasn't exactly the first time, but the fact that he still did it was enough to bring a soft, appreciative smile to her lips. Friendship was not something she was used to, and the treatment she received from Susumu was even more rare. Part of her always feared that it would one day disappear, that he would grow tired of her and she would once again be severed from one of her kind. It was paranoid, but paranoia kept her alive this long.
❝Sorry for whatever I said to offend you, Tsuyari-chan. You know I didn't mean to offend... well, I didn't mean to offend you.❞
As his hand patted her shoulder, Tsuyari shook her head, "It's fine. I know who you are, Susumu-Sama." she replied in a quiet but direct voice. Their conversation was no one else's business, and she did not like people who pried into her personal affairs. She did not wish to have an audience. Her blue eyes softened a bit, "I do not like witnessing such things... I have my reasons." Did she wish to explain herself? Of course, keeping that big of a secret tore at one's soul, but she was unable to bring up the past so casually. Pity was the last thing she wanted, but if she spoke even a word about her hatred for violence, pity is what she would surely get. Tsuyari let out a defeated sigh. Susumu, despite his violent nature, was the only Kitsune she had a friendship with, if you could even call it that. She was fond of him, but she couldn't bring herself to trust even him with personal matters after everything she has been through.
❝Maybe I won't do any of that, for at least tonight... how about that? You and I could hang out, then. What about Miyako-san's bar?❞
Not very fond of spiders, but Tsuyari had to give a little back, right? Tsuyari nodded, allowing herself to shift into her full Yokai form for once in a puff of light blue smoke, definitely the first time in front of Susumu despite the lengthy amount of time she had known him. Her baggy white dress was no longer baggy, but it was still decent and modest attire. Her blue ears twitched a bit in irritation, not exactly ecstatic to be in that form. but the last thing she wanted was a random Youkai nagging at Miyako or Susumu about a 'kid' being in the bar. A bar fight was not on her agenda, "Fine, fine... Let's drink." She replied with a gentle laugh, stepping out of the alley before he could say anything about her transformation.