[ He'll never be as fast as she, but since she's not going all out, he can keep up well enough. Even this speed feels like too much and his limbs feel far too heavy. ]

Let's hope. If they're truly attracted to the negative emotions of humans, then we should be fine. Most of these guys aren't feeling much of anything.

[ When they arrive at the alley, a shimmery gold barrier closes off the alley and most of overhead. There's enough open to let air circulate through. He gestures, opening one corner just far enough to let them slip in and out easily. ]

It's a shame there's not a cart nearby.

[ He's not above stacking them in like cord wood at this point. Shaking off his fatigue, Kisuke slides in and grabs two of them, starting the process they'd done once already all over again.

There are a few ayakashi here and there. Small ones, thankfully. ]