[h3]Samael | Namimori Middle High Roof[/h3]

[color=steelblue]"Oh my, is that so? Well, I guess I'll back later, see ya~"[/color], was the last thing he said... Before he returned across the last two or so hours.

It started with one of those portable gazebo shelter things, and then a folded table, chairs, and loads of tea and snacks. By the time it started raining, Sam was seated in and under the shelter, enjoying what looked like supper.

[color=steelblue]"Oh, you're all welcome to some of this, don't worry"[/color], he said, looking over to Shi and Naoki.

[color=steelblue]"Japan is a little too peaceful for my taste, no dirty rogues stalking the streets for the unwary like London, means I don't get to 'hit the town' as they say, or hit them, really hard... In any case, Japanese sweets are rather delightful, I could get used to this"[/color].