[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210324/c514e8101f58f889421092edb63edaa1.png[/img][/center][right][sub]April 9th - After School[/sub][/right][hr]
Huh, not only did Hoshino pet cats, he owned one. Apparently not for very long, though, or he would've already owned a litter box. Maybe his old place didn't allow pets. Wait, wouldn't he have just bought all the cat stuff along with the cat? Oh, of course, it was like those animes where the angry delinquent secretly feeds stray cats in the rain to reveal to the audience that he wasn't such a bad guy. Come to think of it, Daigo really had no proof Hoshino was a delinquent, or even an unpleasant person. Sure, he was hanging out with Asakura, but that didn't mean anything; he was too new to be already involved in schoolyard politics. His little spat with Nakano-senpai was hardly damning either, since she kind of started it. Daigo hadn't seen him be mean to anyone else during the day either.

Then again, this guy was in the heart of the veritable culinary capital of Japan and craving a [i]corn dog[/i] of all things. One had to either be some manner of villain or a complete philistine to do that. He could excuse that behavior from some Tokyo-born idiot but an Osaka native should know better.

Focus, Daigo, focus. He didn't ask for dining recommendations.

[color=ff9933]"I think that's a pet store. Or... was it the gardening store?"[/color] Daigo mused to himself, [color=ff9933]"No, no, that's down the street. Yeah, definitely the pet store. See, they got those scratching post tree thingies."[/color] The boy made a loose gesture toward the open door of the shop in question as a woman stepped outside, beyond which a glimpse of elaborate and probably overpriced cat trees were visible. [color=ff9933]"If you can't find it there, there's a supermarket around the corner that probably has all that stuff too."[/color] The ginger kept himself all smiles and animated gestures, even going so far as to rock back and forth on his heels restlessly while he spoke. He seemed genuinely happy to help; whatever previous anxiety he'd derived from the crumpled up paper in his pocket was gone, replaced with the same exuberance one might find in a customer service training video that framed the job as a pleasure rather than an obligation. 

Daigo turned back toward the other student present and raised himself up on his tiptoes playfully. [color=ff9933]"What about you, Asakura-kun, you in the market for a dog now or just being neighborly?"[/color] He seriously didn't even know where to buy cat food? Maybe Kazuyoshi wasn't playing a prank and had genuinely gotten lost. That had to be embarrassing in front of the guy from out of town. Daigo didn't really trust anyone from Asakura's clique, but he'd probably assigned ill intentions to both him and Hoshino unfairly at this point. Unless the dark-haired boy just wanted to recruit another freakishly tall kid into his circle and resigned to follow Hoshino around until he did.

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