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Itami shook his head lightly, "Like I'd ever end up in that book of yours, anyway." The dog chuckled, "And it wouldn't surprise me if you were a shofu, really." The dog joked, smirking lightly with a chuckle under his breath. He wasn't one to get close to new Yokai, especially the ones who had just arrived- more for their benefit than his, he was an Okuri Inu after all. His attitude towards the much older fox was quite light hearted and comedic compared to what he had with almost everyone else.

His white eyes glared at the fox gently before flickering over to where the doll was. "She seems to get it." He shrugged. "And about them, I'll get a Dorotabō to come an get it off. There's two around here with vengeance against Taoists," He spoke, sighing slightly.

The Okuri Inu despised Onmyōji with a passion. He just didn't understand why even the peaceful Yokai get targeted by them. The Dog bit the inside of his cheek and nodded to himself. "A lot of Yokai smell familiar to one another, especially when they're new and just created," he pointed out. "It's nothing new, old man."