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[Right]Interacting with/Mentioning: [@Ambra](Asumi)[/Right][hr]

Chen looked absolutely dumbfounded at Asumi as she said she'd take the crow home. If that bird is supposed to belong to Kuro's, wouldn't the best idea be to take it back, and not, you know, [i]kidnap it?[/i] Chen's head fell into his hands. He inhaled deeply before letting out a long sigh. You know what? It wasn't his problem. If she wanted to take the bird, go ahead.

But she was right about one thing: it was going to be dark soon, and considering the curfew in place, and the fact that they had all been arrested previously, it would be in their best interests to get home soon. Chen thanked everyone for coming over as they all left. At least the rest of his night would probably be quieter.[hr]
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The school day went by about as well as it normally did, the day ending with Chen bored out of his mind because a certain teacher can't be bothered to teach class. He wondered if there was some anonymous way to report this kind of thing. Then again his word alone probably didn't mean much. Maybe if he found a way to secretly record the class, or got the whole class to complain about her.

The suddenness of the bell ringing jolted him back to the present. He blinked a few times, reasserting his senses before stepping out of the classroom. What was there to do today? Nothing at school sounded particularly interesting, especially given yesterday's events. Well, it looked like he was off to his usual haunt. Maybe he could convince Wantanabe to tell him the history of the more modern weapons, namely the firearms.

One quick jaunt to Wantanabe's later, Chen was headed up to the stairs to bother the old man himself when something unusual caught his attention. Out of the many figurines lining the wall, Chen was able to instantly recognize one if them. It was none other than Kenshiro himself from [i]Fist of the North Star[/i], one of the few animes that Chen had actually watched. It was an older show, but still had plenty of fans and even had a game come out a few years ago. Unfortunately it was a little too far out of his price range. While he certainly liked the show, he also couldn't quite justify dropping ¥8,000 on a figurine.

Chen slowly scanned the rest of the wall. It had actually been quite some time since he'd taken a good look downstairs. Maybe there was something he'd actually be super interested in buying. Or at the very least, something he could save up for. Hopefully that Kenshiro figure would still be there once he had a bit more money. Or maybe he could convince Wantanabe to give him a discount, given that he was such a... well, no he wasn't exactly a loyal customer, he barely ever bought anything and just kind of stared at the stuff upstairs. Still, it might be worth a try.