Midday. When the sun shone brighter, festivals were more lively, and young men made children cry. 

Wait, let's try again.

Shinosaki Shiki, one of the young promises of the Miura Youth Organization was quite in a bind. It was not like he disliked festivals per se, but all sorts of events usually happened. Besides, the chief had said that they were on patrol, so he had donned his garb, sword and charms and had set for adventure. Hopefully there would be no more troublemakers.

Oh, and a little human girl was lost. And apparently crying. It was supposed to be his good deed of the day. But as soon as he approached the cute little lady in the kimono, she had slumped in the ground, crying. All he had done was to ask if she was okay. He even did one of his reassuring smiles! But that had apparently fell flat. The girl was positively [i]terrified[/i] and crying rivers, as Shiki held out his hands, trying to shield himself from the tragedy.

"Calm down. Everything is fine..." He tried mumbling, adjusting his cap for the ninth time. The girl just stopped for a second, before crying with renewed fear.

"...too strong. This opponent." Shishi muttered, his eyes darting in every direction. Luckily, a godsend image appeared before his eyes. His hand waved energetically. "Captain! ...I am in trouble. I think." He croaked in an unusual loud (for him, anyway) voice, as he gestured to Makiko.
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