"You're powerful. The daiyoukai are powerful. The love god is powerful. They're mosquitoes," Yuuko said with a shrug. "Obnoxious, loud, and buzzing around your face until something comes to squish them into a bloody, inconvenient mess." Sigh. "I'll never be able to look at one of my favorite blouses again. But they make for good mulch so there's some use there - and so continues one of the many circles of life."