Worried about Makiko? Hiraku didn’t have to be a precog to know that they would probably be lectured on the tenets of justice if their glorious leader caught them screwing around, but at the same time...as he had rationalized before, he was just inspecting to make sure all the stalls were safe! Though Makiko was the big eater, and Aoi was the snack master, Hiraku was the one that actually worked in a professional bakery, with all the knowledge of food safety that came with it.

[b]“Don’t worry about it,” [/b]the blue-haired youth laughed, [b]“We got Aoi with us, after all. Her detection range is, like, 500km wide.”[/b]

With that, he extended a hand to the two girls. [b]“Let’s go then!”[/b]

Sadly, the crowds weren’t thick enough to fully justify holding hands in order to not get lost, but the offer was there, and a few moments later, Hiraku plunged into the festive chaos once more, the teddy bear on his shoulders serving as a relatively effective landmark for the girls to follow after. Nakatani Confectionaries were on the corner of a quieter street, lined with aromatic plum trees. Despite its rather novel idea, ultimately, not everyone wanted to spend sweat and effort on beating up their own mochi when it wasn’t even New Years. Seemed to be popular for families with young kids, giving it a more playground-feel than anything else, and one can definitely sense the lack of couples here, but…

[b]“Here we are, ladies,” [/b]he said, pointing towards the rustic stall and the many unused mallets, [b]“We chalking this up as a MYO expense, or shall I pay?”[/b]
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