[Certainly not high school girls with a penchant for wrestling and putting gods in headlocks!
For what it's worth, Yato starts to seem a bit winded himself about three-quarters of the the way there, straining against his muscles as his feet begin to actually need to hit the ground in order for him to keep up outpacing Hiyori. And even though he maintains his lead by a fair margin the whole way, she gradually begins gaining on him as the treeline comes into sight.
Unlike Hiyori who by now knows her tail-like cord inside and out, Yato's balance is suffering from the way his own tail whips about, sending him first a little one way then the other unbidden. By the time they've reached the trees themselves, they're neck and neck, with Yato keeping the lead by sheer stamina alone.
With their goal only about a hundred feet away, he begins flagging to the point where Hiyori could reach out and touch his tail were they perfectly in line with one another. But the longer their competition goes on, the more unsteady he becomes, until he staggers into the tree that houses their goal and leans against it bent over and gasping for breath.
As she comes up to the tree as well, he flashes her a tired grin in between pants.]
Hah-- Looks like... I managed to... beat you... But just barely--!
[He shakes his head, sliding to the ground to give his aching legs some rest.]
TRUE!! HE THANKS HER FOR THAT
For what it's worth, Yato starts to seem a bit winded himself about three-quarters of the the way there, straining against his muscles as his feet begin to actually need to hit the ground in order for him to keep up outpacing Hiyori. And even though he maintains his lead by a fair margin the whole way, she gradually begins gaining on him as the treeline comes into sight.
Unlike Hiyori who by now knows her tail-like cord inside and out, Yato's balance is suffering from the way his own tail whips about, sending him first a little one way then the other unbidden. By the time they've reached the trees themselves, they're neck and neck, with Yato keeping the lead by sheer stamina alone.
With their goal only about a hundred feet away, he begins flagging to the point where Hiyori could reach out and touch his tail were they perfectly in line with one another. But the longer their competition goes on, the more unsteady he becomes, until he staggers into the tree that houses their goal and leans against it bent over and gasping for breath.
As she comes up to the tree as well, he flashes her a tired grin in between pants.]
Hah-- Looks like... I managed to... beat you... But just barely--!
[He shakes his head, sliding to the ground to give his aching legs some rest.]
Not bad for... a mortal...