Kosuke just wanted to be left alone, was that so much to ask for? He tried keeping off to the side to avoid people and they still came up and bothered him anyways. They could never be nice ones either, it was always those who wanted to tease or taunt him for whatever reason. It was lame and he knew it, a tank that didn't want to group up and fight. That was his job, it's the very thing he was meant to do and yet he couldn't do it. He was like a dull sword, useless. Sighing somberly he laid his head on his arms and closed his eyes, hoping maybe for a moment he could imagine himself back in his room instead of Akihabara. The sound of a stranger's voice however startled the samurai, making him jump slightly as he lifted his head and came face to face... With an otter? That was a new one, he'd never seen one of them before. There were Werecats and Wolf Fangs, to name some of the Beastman groups, but otters? Realizing he was staring at the other player Kosuke quickly averted his gaze, feeling a cool sweat forming on his face as he was spoken to. Jeez, was this one here to make fun of him too? Maybe he could just get up and walk away, find somewhere else to relax. The Silver-Leaf Tree was fairly public after all, his fault for picking the spot.

Catching a break was never going to happen, not if he was going to stay here. Maybe if he had asked the otter, Largoes to leave then he would have. The abrupt appearance of yet another player however threw a wrench in his far from foolproof plan, yet again startling the samurai. Gasping softly at the girl falling from the tree he pressed up against the trunk, not all too relieved even when the girl didn't pay him mind at first. Why were people dropping in like that? Had she been there the whole time? Eh, had she been watching him?! He didn't do well with people, and certainly not with girls. He just was never that good with anyone in the real world, even if he wasn't exactly bad looking. [i]Please don't let her talk to me... Just make them go away...[/i] The odd pair looked to be caught up in their own conversation meaning he got a brief reprieve. Inhaling through his nose silently to try and relax he closed his eyes, rubbing at his head with a frown. Again someone found it necessary to try and strike up conversation with him, this time it was Aiko. Opening his eyes and looking up at the assassin uncertainly he frowned, totally tongue tied. What was he supposed to say to her? Hello? That sounded kind of lame, and first impressions were everything. Oh but he was no good at first impressions!

"I-I'm Kosuke... Nice to m-meet you..." the samurai replied, bowing his head awkwardly before looking away, "He... Wasn't any trouble..." If he did say Largoes was trouble then Aiko would likely get mad, and then there would be yelling. He wanted to avoid that if at all possible, that was the worst kind of thing he could receive. Folding his hands in his lap Kosuke began to twist his fingers together, shifting uncomfortably when he realized he was still being looked at. Slowly his eyes crept to the corners and he glanced back at Aiko, wondering if she was waiting for him to say any more. At least these two weren't laughing at him, yet. If anything these two didn't appear to be mean in anyway, a bit odd, but not mean. Smiling shakily he shifted his weight around, getting into a kneeling position as he looked at the ground, pulling at one of his sleeves habitually. 

"If... If um... You're going to ask me for something... To join you or whatever... The answer is no..." Realizing that may have come across as horribly rude Kosuke's face reddened in embarrassment, bowing forward with his eyes squeezed shut. "I-I mean I can't! I can't fight in groups and I don't get on well with other people and I c-can't help you with what you need so p-please don't ask!" he said quickly and all in one breath, inhaling raggedly as his nerves were getting a bit high. Couldn't they just leave him alone? Nothing against them, they were probably fine people, but he wasn't a people person. At all. He couldn't even offer them any advice as where to look for people if that's what they were after, making him feel bad for being unhelpful to boot. Neh... [i]This[/i] was why he avoided people, these situations always turned out badly for him. Worst case scenario he was just going to up and run off, but he'd rather they left first, wanting to keep the spot he'd been at all morning.