"I walk on water, but I ain't no Jesus."
Inari raised her eyebrow, making out what she was hearing and seeing. It was clearly a figure walking on water, with a fishing rod in hand. Even with the torrent of the water, the figure did not seem to sway even a little.
"I walk on water, but only when my mana releases."
A knit appeared in her eyes, as the figure kept on wandering with the fishing rod, as if really fishing on this water. Inari could make out the figure was no older than her, about her height, and human. As for how he was walking on water, the song says a little about it. There seemed to be some ability at his foot that glued him to the water as if it was not a solution, but solid.
What intrigued her was why was this person here. More importantly, why was she here? Shouldn't she be on her way home after giving up?
"Why, are expectations so high?
Is it the bar I set?
My arms, I stretch, but I can't reach—"
