Masato stared off into the trees with a stern expression.  He didn't move for a long time -- his bokken slung over his shoulder, ready to strike at a moment's notice.  After Matt and Ichigo had vanished and Hikari had run off with Sanro to chase after her, something had drawn his own attention away while Jessica appeared enthralled by the invisible shrine.<br/><br/>It was a scent -- something faint enough that it didn't cause alarm, but odd enough that he began to wonder if perhaps there was something else out there that they were missing.  He followed the scent a few paces into the shadier areas of the park before he simply stopped and stared into the brush.<br/><br/><em>Is something out there?</em>he thought to himself.<em>Maybe it was just my imagination.</em>He was only beginning to get used to the fact that he could smell the things from the other side, of course, and his ability to tell a real demon from a rancid dog still needed some fine-tuning.<br/><br/>When it sounded like everyone was regrouping, Masato grunted and turned back.  He decided that he was simply imagining things and gave it no further thought as he rejoined his classmates.    As they conferred over the merits of researching the shrines, the ogreish teen nodded.<br/><br/>"I'm all for moving.  If one more brat laughs at my shirt, I swear I'm gonna throw 'em in the pond."