[center]Warakuma Shopping District[/center]

As everyone went about their Sunday, some policemen were walking around, pasting up posters on the noticeboards... It was a warning poster, and seemed to identify cultist activities. It appears they've become more active as of late. Standing in front of one of them was a boy, despite it being a Sunday he was dressed in uniform, identified as the fancy private school in the north side. He had a pretty rough look, his uniform was worn unkempt and tie was not done properly, hell it wasn't even done up, and he had a pair of tinted shades, though dark, did not completely block his eyes out. He appeared to be transfixed on the poster...

In any case, it appears today was going to be a normal day... Well, for most people at least.

Rui Shinichi | Mirror World [Glam Pitheatre]
12/4/2015 Sun.

"Hmmmm...", Rui didn't really have any words. It was more like he had this disapproving smirk, and seemed more likely to comment on the shoddy decor, which honestly is probably it. He expected something else when he saw the outside. Behind him was Sachiko and Kami, with their own weapons in hand, and he had his sword too.

"I feel like this place is a metaphor, there's so much that seems personal already...", he commented. In any case they decided it was best to move on... Megumi warned them briefly that she felt the presence of shadows further ahead, but had no accurate reading yet, at least not until the party was close enough, so they had to tread carefully.