With the boy and dog distracted by the ball, Rokurou quickly swims from one spot to the next, carefully looking out and ducking behind cover to listen as well. So far so good...

And the little girl seems to be intent on helping as well. She'll even call her brother over to try and enlist him to help. Of course—he refuses.

"Why should I help with that? It's gross—and how do you know this old hag isn't a witch!" The little boy threateningly brandishes a large branch he had been using as a toy sword, the dog next to him growling a bit.

Rokurou can't see, but boy does he want to take a peek because he has to wonder how Naomi took that. Feisty kid, he'll give him that.