The oni lingered back a little as he had entered the building behind Lightning Tiger. He had managed to obtain a new set of clothings, replacing the ragged fabrics he had normally worn. Dubbing a long-sleeved white shirt with a zipper only halfway pulled up in the middle of it, the collar of the top was pulled up to come about level with his jawline. Beneath it he wore a loose fitting black t-shirt. He actually looked more or less refined with a pair of black slacks, fastened to his waist by a simple leather belt. With his hands in the pockets of those slacks, his crimson orbs scanned around the building's entrance. There wasn't a whole lot to take in just yet, but he did notice that there was some degree of security here that Lightning Tiger moved forward to address. Stepping up behind the kamikonjou, he supposed he should just follow the angel's lead to meet the boss of this place. "Guy lives pretty well, eh?"