"Ready." His words didn't seem to have made any difference, despite what Okita had said. Homura didn't press the issue, however. It had been nothing more than a guess that made him say anything of that sort at all. And, as he already pointed out, the objective of the game wasn't for the demi-god to preach.

This time Homura recited the chant along with Okita, falling back into the easy confidence he typically portrayed. When 'go' came, he again threw rock. It worked well enough before, and tossing it a second time would let him learn a bit about Okita's strategy behind his throws.

...Provided there was one, the demi-god reminded himself. Okita said he wasn't playing strictly to win, and Homura somehow couldn't just doubt that with this man. Of course, he couldn't just believe it either. It was a truth too long held to heart, he supposed.