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[color=gold]"Ojou-sama! You're going to be late!"[/color]

[color=CE413A]"Shaddup!"[/color]

With a swift stomp, the golden koi had been shut up. Only a breathy 'guh' escaped his fish lips as the air forced itself out of his body. Other-Tokyo always had a sort of dirty vibe to it. With practically everything made out of living beings, their bodies, or the things they produced, nothing felt sterile. The cold concrete and warmth of LED lights that covered real Tokyo was much easier to stomach. But even for the seediness that coated the especially unsavoury areas of Other-Tokyo, the ramen shop Sae found herself in was on a new level. To call it filthy was an understatement. Not a single other restaurant could compare to the hazard the shop posed to its customers. Despite this, Sae often ate inside. Why?

Because it had good ramen.

Even with the shoji walls formed from bone and thin-stretched leather, the flooring worn down to the point where walking became difficult, the seats uneven with cushioning falling out, and dried oil splashes coating every surface imaginable, the ramen they served was delicious. Nothing in real Tokyo compared to it. Sae would often buy the largest bowl possible. The shop would often oblige her desires, piling on the noodles and toppings until they formed a mound that extended above the bowl.

[color=gold]"Please, ojou-sama. At least have a light meal instead!"[/color] The fish pleaded.

Another stomp met Ryūjin's stomach. [color=CE413A]"If I'm ever doin' something, I'm goin' all out,"[/color] came Sae's reply, placed between her self-stuffing of noodles. [color=CE413A]"And 'sides, I gotta carry your heavy ass. Need the strength."[/color]

Ryūjin's face grimaced about as much as a fish could. His pride was shattered.

As the last of the noodles and toppings had been devoured, she upturned the bowl and drank as much broth as she could in a massive sip. With a deep exhale, she got her fill. She left the bowl on the counter and turned to the chef. With a quick bow from Sae, the chef bowed back. With one hand, Sae grabbed her sword. With the other, the golden fish was slung and held on her shoulder. Now, she just had to get to Black Babel plaza to meet with the people in her squad. Big night, after all.

Sae never liked the gate daemons. They were docile, but the pressing fear of one of its teeth coming back down as she went through was always there. As such, she always closed her eyes and walked through one as fast as possible. Strange thing to be afraid of, especially for a witch. There she would be, fighting against the vampire menace, and she's still afraid of gates. Well, part of it might have been that she could slash, smash, and trash a vampire. Couldn't really cut up a gate without getting in trouble. She had the same issue with the security gates at shops in real Tokyo. Closed her eyes and sped through those, too. That one was just something from her childhood that she carried with her, though. A bad habit.

Thankfully, she managed to spot the first member of the squad. Well, probably. She knew what he looked like. Issue was, he wasn't exactly a landmark. The rest of the squad was considerably more unique in appearance. There was dirty eyepatch, pale goth, abs undercut, and the blue beauty. The only one she could quickly spot was someone who'd get credited in a movie as 'high school student #7'. Not exactly someone who could command their presence. In comparison, despite Sae's short stature, her unique hair colour and the fact she held a large golden koi on her shoulder made her pretty easy to pick out in a crowd.

[color=CE413A]"Yo. Tsukiboshi?"[/color] She asked up him up front.