[h2][color=0072bc]Saboru Masashi[/color][/h2][sub][@Psyker Landshark][@Ambra][/sub][hr]Well damn. He hardly blamed Munehisa for sharing an umbrella with Tanimoto. The first thing he had done before the group had stepped off into the rain was pop in one of his earbuds again and start one of the podcasts on his phone. Course this meant that when Asumi decided to rope in a soaked junior, it was on him to share the umbrella with her. Not the end of the world though, even if it meant getting a bit wet. [sub][@DJAtomika][@Solace][/sub]

[color=0072bc]"Ebina-san, right?"[/color] He greeted her with a slight nod before he extended the umbrella to include her in its cover. It had only been a quick glance, but he did recognize her as a member of the softball club. It had been one of his responsibilities to filter out the students that had already joined a club when the kendo club had gone recruiting. [sub][@Fabricant451][/sub]
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Stepping under the canopy in front of the store, Masashi closed his umbrella and shook some of the water from it before he used it to poke and prod at the pigeons. [color=0072bc]"Shoo, shoo."[/color] They weren't quite as fat as those in Tokyo, but they certainly already knew how to gather most of the scattered feed. Even with him bothering them, none of the fluffy birds bothered to fly away or throw up a real fuss as they just waddled out of the way with heads a-bobblin'. With pigeons a bit more scattered now, he glanced upwards at the crow before he stepped into the restaurant after the others. 

Taking off his blazer, he brushed down his shirt a few times before he slipped past Nagi and the two extended family members. At the table he ended up taking the further seat on Asumi's side while the one directly in the middle was left empty for Nagi to take. He was busy rolling his sleeves up a bit before Asumi's despair earned a snort out of him. With Yuri approaching their table for an order and Nagi slotting herself between them though, his amusement at her misfortune would hopefully be water under the bridge and all but forgotten. 

[color=0072bc]"Extra spicy miso please,"[/color] Masashi added onto the order before he peeked around Yuri at the fridge by the entrance. [color=0072bc]"Ginger ale too,"[/color] he added on after a moment of deliberation before he scooted his seat backwards. Might as well wait and see if anyone else was going to get a drink as well and grab it in one go.