Shu continued to give Takeshi a good staring at, a big frown on his face before he tilted his head, keeping his eyes on Takeshi, “I’m not pouting…what is pouting? I wouldn’t do that”, he spoke before giggling when Takeshi ruffled his hair up. Waving his hands around quickly to get Takeshi away, he looked up and smiled at him again, slowly scooting over closer on his chair as he stared up at him, “Really…? I’d like that very much! My bornday will be great! Umm, I mean birthday”. He was trying with Takeshi’s language, but there were some things he forgot easily and that did make him feel a little behind the times with his way of speaking. He did want to fit in despite how odd and different he looked compared to his brother. Shu didn’t know what kind of cake he’d want, he only had that one cake and it was delicious so he wouldn’t mind trying some other types of cake, “Buy a cake…? Maybe Miss Yumi knows? When is your birthday…?”

Viral gave Yumi a pretty strong stare, as if a little insulted by what she said and wanted her to rephrase it. Making it sound as if he wore very little was probably not the best wording, but he’d forgive her for that. Pulling the clothes towards himself before placing them to the side, he patted them down gently, “That would be handy; I’m sick of wearing generic Saiyan gear and worn down clothes…” he muttered before looking back up at her, giving her a nod, “This is very kind of you; now, here’s hoping I can hold onto it just as well”. He was a little worried about abruptly changing and wrecking his clothes or getting them ripped during battle, especially when people had a habit of stabbing and slashing him with nasty weapons.

Viral would have to put the clothes to the side along with the rest of his gifts aside as he still had to get through the few that were left. By the looks of it, it was Ikura’s turn to give a gift over and was immediately putting it down the moment he handed it over. He didn’t care if it was simplistic, it was still a gift for him and he never got anything until today. Opening it up, he stared at the contents for a second before lifting up the rock and an oil bottle from the contents. He knew what they were when he put them all together, but he didn’t know what the voucher was for. Reading the name on the voucher, he gasped a little when Ikura gave him a hug, looking to him when he pulled away before receiving a ruffling to his hair. Placing down the items and fixing his hair, he narrowed his gaze before frowning a little, letting out a sigh as he turned back to his gift, “It’s just a question of what direction upwards I’ll be going, huh”, he spoke calmly, closing the box and placing it to the side carefully, “Thank you. My weapon has been looking pretty pitiful lately, especially after all the…uhh, battling”.