[h3]Samael | Summer Festival[/h3]

[color=steelblue]"My, Japanese festival food, not sold in stores normally, this is a rare opportunity for me"[/color], he would say as he sat upon a bench literally filled to the brim with food he had bought himself, the Vongola family funded his stay here, he had no idea why, only higher priority members would ever get this monetary treatment, he only remembered 'something something Guardian something'. Oh well. Yakisoba, okinomiyaki, candied apples, chocolate banana, takoyaki, taiyaki, the variations available of the aforementioned, and oolong tea were seated beside him. He wasn't consuming this at a fast rate, if anything he was really taking his sweet sweet time, eating while observing the passers-by. Yukata, summer kimono designed to be light and thin, there was a tantalizing myth behind the lack of undergarments when a woman wore them. Fascinating. The sexual culture of Japan was far more liberal, or seemed to be, than that of the UK. Not to mention their transport systems, marvellous, though King's Cross was less confusing than Japanese rail networks, though Japanese were far more punctual. He's only been here for a week, and he is really enjoying his stay here. He did get a message today though...

[color=steelblue]"So I am to locate a... Luca Yuuki..."[/color], he muttered to himself. The job was protection. He had no idea why, and honestly, things seemed to be quite lax anyways, so he didn't feel any urgency. As far as he's read the kid is as normal as they come... Oh wait. Vongola... Oooohh...

[color=steelblue]"Oh... So that's why I'm here... Oh well"[/color], Sam was quite content to just continue consuming the food he had purchased.