As he slumped drowsily against the wall that he'd fled to so as to clear up space for anybody that wanted it; Kouta felt an overwhelming urge to just head on home to sleep. But at the same time, another part of him argued that it was worth it to spend at least a little time outside. He lightly scanned the area, watching bystanders and Daichi as he spoke to whoever the woman sitting with him was. From the looks of things, whatever conversation they were having wasn't sitting right with ol' boss. Well, sucks for him.

Kouta suddenly pushed himself off to the side as a large blur bounded past him, blasting him with a gust of wind. He swore quietly under his breath and quickly snatched up his case. Almost immediately afterward he began dashing off in the direction of the gust; weaving in and out of the paths of other customers and various bystanders alike. [color=a187be][i]Duties are duties. Gotta keep people from getting injured or killed.[/i][/color] He nodded to himself as he finished the thought as if to agree with himself.