[center][h1][color=FFA07A]Momotaro[/color][/h1][/center]

[center][i]Shopping Center[/i][/center]

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The male servant raised an eyebrow as he walked alongside his master, both materialized and his arms crossed/hidden into his long kimono sleeves. 

[color=FFA07A]"Well, I believe that blue, gold, peach, and red would be my favorites. Usually these would apply as favorites in regards to my own attire, however, of which I have always preferred a proper kimono or yukata."[/color]

Momotaro felt a light chill run up his back for a brief moment as he looked back at his master, though swiftly shooed the feeling away as he focused on the matter at hand. Yes, his master would go about shopping at the very least and walk around to get some fresh air. It was a small victory, but a victory nonetheless. Then perhaps after a nice meal he could direct her to the park for a bit at least. Or something of the sort. 

Yet he too felt disappointed that she had assumed he wanted Tamafries! Clearly homemade kibi dango were the superior snack food in all the world! No amount of Americanized junk food would compare in his eyes. Though...perhaps his rose-tinted nostalgia goggles were superglued onto his face, in a manner of speaking.