The wolves aren't going anywhere, and that's good, because it means they're not going to attack anyone else coming in. It's also bad, because there's no way the two of them are getting out of the storeroom now.

Tsuzuki tests his leg. It hurts, but it hurts like blight and not like it'd been chewed on, even with the blood chilling on his pants and sticking the fabric to his leg hair. He can put his weight on it with no problem, and he does, standing slowly.

Sakura, here, fighting a pack of wolf ayakashi? He cringes at the thought.

"She's not a fighter and I turn into a spoon." He'd been thinking of posting a general cry for help -- but what if no one's checking the BBS? What if it scares off their customers, just when the place is starting to get a little busier?

He swallows. "What's your god's number?"