Rocky visibly paled, a hint of discomfort evident on his face. "You didn't have to be that graphic, you know."
Sakura smirked, her eyes dancing with mischief. "For someone who's the captain of the football club, you are such a wimp."
She then walked over to the spot she had pointed out earlier and sat down, placing her bento box beside her.
Yuki, with a more somber demeanor, approached the same spot. She paused momentarily, clasping her hands together three times and closing her eyes.
She then chanted softly, her voice barely audible.
Gon watched the scene, slightly puzzled. Turning to Hana, he whispered, "What's Yuki doing?"
Hana replied softly, "She's probably offering a prayer for the deceased. Yuki comes from a family that runs a temple."
Gon raised an eyebrow, "So, she's a Miko then?"
Hana nodded, "Yes, we can say that."
