You can do it, Hiyori. [He hopes. He sure doubts that he'll be able to help much more than this. Which really shouldn't come as a surprise, he thinks dejectedly. He's a calamity, after all. Even with all his efforts to become a God of Fortune, he can't change his actual nature. What he was born as. He's never had magic like some other gods, never had an affinity for any of the elements, never shown promise for any skill but cutting things. He's utterly hopeless in situations like this.

So he relies on Hiyori's purity, her goodness, her kind heart to guide them and light their way. And it seems that she's managing it...! The faint orb begins to pulsate more strongly, growing in both size and intensity the longer she concentrates. It's a warm, comforting brilliance that makes him feel touched inside for some reason, like he's getting to experience a part of Hiyori he's never felt before.]

You're doing great, Hiyori! We'll be able to explore this way!

[Scanning the area around them, he gapes at the sheer volume of clothes in one space, hackles raising at the sound that follows. Seems the creatures in here aren't fond of the light.]

Yeah, I did. Wonder if it's our culprits or just fellow boarders.

[He glances back toward Hiyori and immediately colors, red spreading over his cheeks.] Uh... H-Hiyori? Your shirt... [It's gone missing, leaving her bra exposed for all the world to see. Even if that world consists only of Yato. What he doesn't notice is that his pants have also disappeared, revealing his favorite capyper boxers.]