Dragons Soaring Through the Willows: Nodoka Kumori VS Yashin Shiyōnin

Unintended Meeting, The Hidden Menace Revealed!
It was cold.

The cool, crisp feeling of winter bit on the skin of a pale complexioned man as he walked towards a lone grave. His breath exhaled thin clouds of vapor in front of him, confirming the freezing temperatures, but withdrew the breaths evenly. This man knew cold as well as hot, for the weather did not make him falter nor did it sway his desire of being where he was.

Kneeling down, the man took off his fedora black hat, revealing a long blue ponytail with slight spiky protrusions around his crown, as the angular and strong features of the grave's visitor showed a slight cheer in his features. Whether it was a sincere one or masked one mattered not, as he reached out to brush off the snow that had fallen on the text of the gravestone and reading off its name.

"Rest in peace. To the soul who knew no passage could be barred from his Will. The only thing he wished more was to know his true name and his true purpose in this life and his next one. Mathias Walker," the visitor spoke in a soothing reverence, bringing a slight frown as he read the name blinking a few times, "someday I'll understand your desires, young soul, and fulfill that wish as your essence is a part of me. I am sorry I have nothing to offer but this promise and my condolences you weren't able to be by my side to witness it."

Rising up, Yashin prepared to leave, as his long trenchoated form touched the snow and covered the black suit jacket and tie underneath it, matching the black gloves that held his fedora momentarily before putting it back onto his head...just as he felt a presence sift in his direction...

"Hmmm?" Yashin looked towards the direction he could accurately feel the entity's location, speaking aloud, "who's there? I'd rather not play hide & seek today, for I'm not in the right mood for it."