[b]Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Amusement Park | Sunday, April 26 2015 - Afternoon[/b]

As it turned out, neither of the two were actually hurt - much to the relief of Kotori. She looked at Akane in surprise when her classmate put her hand on her shoulder, giving a slow nod after a moment at her words. She even looked over to Toma with momentary worry before noticing the joking tone with which the two were speaking. However, Akane seemed to have other places she needed to be - and after a quick glance to her watch, she waved goodbye. Kotori returned the gesture, the other girl's words reminding her that she'd most certainly be seeing her again as they were from the same class.

A momentary silence between the two followed Akane's departure until Toma commented that she was nice - a sentiment to which Kotori agreed with a nod. Before anything else could be said, a loud voice could be heard calling out. As it turned out, it was a boy - an acquaintance of sorts of Toma, judging by the way he'd called - who came running and performed some mixture of a jump-hug-tackle. Kotori blinked in surprise at the rather sudden entrance before the boy in question noticed her standing there and introduced himself as the track club captain. [color=green]"Ah, I'm Kotori Shirohane from Class 2-2,"[/color] she quickly responded with a bow before another voice could be heard - this time a girl's; the owner of which was dragging Arata off Toma with a tone that left little doubt that this was a regular occurence.

As it appeared, Toma hadn't been here by himself but rather as part of a group of friends from the track club. A small smile came across Kotori's face at the antics before her - though it turned slightly more nervous when she noticed the number of looks that were being directed towards them; even if only in curiosity. At Toma's words, Kotori looked back at him before giving a quick bow. [color=green]"Ah, yes, goodbye and thank you again,"[/color] she quickly said, albeit still in her rather quiet voice, as the two boys headed off talking between themselves. An unexpected apology was then spoken - much to the surprise of Kotori who quickly raised her hands to wave it off. [color=green]"No, no, it's no bother, really,"[/color] she said, shaking her head for emphasis, before the speaker - the same girl from before - introduced herself as an underclassman by the name of Tsuruko. Though she'd already done so just before, Kotori introduced herself again; not least out of courtesy. Seeing as she was here with her track club friends, the girl quickly gave a wave as she said her goodbye; a gesture that Kotori returned before standing before the bench and watching the figures head off into the amusement park for a moment.

A small sigh escaped her lips as she sat back down - of all things, she most certainly hadn't expected this to unfold.

[b]Kotori Shirohane - Ferrero Mall | Monday, April 27 2015 - Afternoon[/b]

Kotori stood before the grocery store, a full shopping bag in one hand and a piece of paper on the other - a shopping list which she was going over to make sure she had everything that was needed at home. Mentally checking off the last item on the list, she gave a satisfied nod and a small smile before looking back up - and noticing a rather large crowd up ahead. For a moment, she remembered the last incident that drew such a crowd to the mall - a pair of students inexplicably pulling various poses with one thereof being rather lacking in the shirt department - before shaking her head at the thought. Perhaps there was a performer showing his talent that attracted the people or some other such thing. Either way, Kotori decided to steer clear of the large mass of people - even if, she noticed, it seemed to be starting to disperse; as if the magnet that had been drawing them together had been turned off.

Either way though, Kotori decided to wander through the mall after a brief glance to her watch revealed that she was in no rush - plus also, with Golden Week going on, there were bound to be some sales going on for the avid shopper, whether regular or of the window variety.