[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210324/c514e8101f58f889421092edb63edaa1.png[/img][/center][right][sub]April 9th - After School[/sub][/right][hr]
The cooking club pamphlet he'd grabbed earlier was practically burning a hole in his pocket. Daigo had read and reread it at least twice now, considered tossing it in just about every trash can he passed along his walk home, and taken it in and out of his pocket countless times. He could only focus on the people walking in his vicinity for so long before his attention span wavered, and eavesdropping was never his strong suit to begin with, even when he needed a distraction. It felt like a weird betrayal to even consider joining, but at the same time, he wanted to turn around and march back to school just to catch the last bits of the first club meeting. Instead, he defaulted to mindlessly fidgeting with his phone in an effort to push the issue out of mind.

As Daigo veered past the shopping district, a familiar duo crossed into his peripheral vision that caused the boy to outright stop and do a double-take. Did... Did Asakura and the new kid have clones or something? He definitely saw them turn off the main road a while ago and head toward... nowhere. Some random residential backroads. He figured one of their houses must've been that way, but apparently they'd simply taken the most convoluted route possible into the heart of town. Daigo was half-convinced the road he saw them take didn't even [i]lead[/i] here! Did they just hop every fence they could find on the way? That had to be illegal or something. 

Kazuyoshi must've been playing a prank on the new kid; leading him on a wild goose chase through town to get him lost the next time he tried navigating on his own. It was none of his business, but Daigo figured he should say something. Being outright accusatory was probably too mean, since Asakura very well could have had an upstanding reason for travelling that way. Maybe there was a cool park that way or something. Still, even without all the rumors flying around, he wasn't exactly a model citizen that could do no harm; a dumb prank definitely sounded in-character for him. Besides, Daigo wanted to see Kyoto's newest resident for himself before word about his confrontation with Nakano-senpai got out and the inevitable rumor mill colored his opinion.

The redhead ducked out of the stream of foot traffic and casually approached the two while they were oogling the pet store. Again, Asakura didn't really seem the type to go in and pet the kitties. They were either laughing at the mascot or Hoshino decided he hadn't been rude enough for one day and needed some puppies to kick. His business or not, it was enough to get the boy's mind racing with curiosity and increasingly stupid theories about what Asakura was dragging the new kid into.

[color=ff9933]"Hey, didn't I see you two turn off back by, uh... that dry cleaner the Takemuras own? Is there something down there I don't know about?"[/color] He asked with a curious tilt of his head. Daigo hardly waited for an answer before his gaze came to rest solely on Hoshino and inquisitiveness overpowered his manners, [color=ff9933]"Oh, and welcome to Kyoto! I'd talk your ear off about the local food, but I'm sure you probably have a good idea already if you're from Osaka - you said that in class earlier, right? I mean, you sound like you're from Osaka. I think we get all our crab from down there, actually... Um, either way, I hope you're enjoying yourself here!"[/color] The boy seemed to barely stop for a breath while he prattled on.

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