
Izumi takes Hiro and Shima to a large mall in Kyoto city. They just passed the entrance. Spreading his eyes to all directions.
Hiro who was not used to watching the luxury of the mall had gasped. Glued in a few seconds. Until Shima's reluctance managed to resuscitate him.
"It's not much, Hiro. You have to see how to capture the city of Tokyo later," Shima told a friend who knew nothing about the modern world.
"Hey, I've been there. It was in that city that I woke up as Hiro" Hiro said in a slow tone.
"really?" shima asked, widening her eyelids.
Hiro replied with a nod of his head. He opened his mouth to continue the conversation. However, Izumi suddenly dragged him somewhere. Hiro suddenly moved his legs to follow. The same thing Shima had to do.
"Where are you taking us?" Hiro pulled his hand forcefully. People never seem to want to be controlled. Especially women like Izumi.
"Changed you!" Izumi who was walking the front turned her body. Facing right at Hiro. "I don't want my friends to look this shabby" he continued, staring at Hiro and Shima in turn.
After bluntly speaking, Izumi again walked the lead. He went into a branded clothing store. The girl immediately looked around for clothes suitable for her new friends.
While Hiro was only interested in looking around. Precisely to the shops next door that seem to sell a variety of goods. Unlike Shima, she is busy with Izumi looking for clothes.
"I can choose anything?" shima asked doubtfully. His hand was already holding onto the clothes that caught his attention.
"No! let me choose. I'm sure your clothing tastes must be bad!" Izumi ketus. Instantly making the look of Shima's face become sullen.
An annoyed Shima finally goes to look for Hiro. But he found out that his best friend had disappeared. There is nothing where he was.
...
Hiro was accompanying the figure of a man dressed as a ninja. He didn't even care where his footsteps would lead. Until he slowly got further away from the existence of Izumi and Shima.
The ninja-clothed man stopped at a bunch of other weird-tuned people. Then take a photo using a cell phone. There were also some people who asked for photos of him. That incident certainly caused Hiro's forehead to wrinkle in astonishment.
'Is the work of ninjas in this day and age like that? totally humiliating.' Hiro muttered inwardly while shaking his head. He then galloped toward the man in a ninja suit. And then take him away from the crowd. But before he could do so, Shima suddenly came and immediately apologized to the ninja-clothed man.
"Shima, what are you doing?! I have to give him-"
"No. You need to hear my explanation first!" Shima deliberately cut off Hiro's remark.
"Is your friend crazy?!" said the man in a ninja suit, who certainly feels uncomfortable with Hiro's behavior. "If you want to take a photo, just say it. But don't drag me that way!"
"What did you say?! obviously you're the gi-" Shima swiftly shut Hiro's mouth, and took the friend away from the troupe of uniquely dressed people, who were none other than cosplayers. He quickly explained everything to Hiro.
"Well, he's not a real ninja." Hiro rubbed his nape for no reason. He was a little embarrassed by what he was doing.
"Bfft! you're so funny, Hiro. You almost embarrassed yourself." Shima chuckled while holding her stomach. Slowly the little laugh turned into a tickle that managed to make him laugh loosely.
"Haha!"
Because Hiro's fist never stopped, Shima finally retaliated. He held both of Hiro's hands tightly. The two are now laughing at each other as a person of mental disorder. Successfully attract the attention of people who pass by. Especially by cosplayers who happen to be not far from them.
"What are you two doing?!" Izumi's scolding suddenly appeared. Both of his hands were already filled with grocery bags.
Hiro and Shima immediately stopped joking. Their attention immediately shifted towards Izumi.
"You're done?" Hiro walked over to Izumi. He tried to pay attention to the girl's groceries.
"Don't come near!" Izumi tried to keep her distance from Hiro. Then give some carton bags to Hiro. There are many, about five more.
Izumi then handed Shima her two bags. "This is for you!" he said, indifferently. Then scan the surroundings with his eyes.
"Why do I have less?" shima protest. But his words were not at all understood by Izumi.
"You're saying it's fun?" Hiro turned the ball of his eyes puffed. "I think you're enjoying your time now!" added again.
"Aren't you guys having fun?" timpal Izumi while doing the pose of folding both hands. The girl had never once carved a smile on her face. The possibility of a scandal that had befallen him had already managed to disturb his mind and mood.
Hiro smiled knot. "You're right." he replied, allowing.
"Then, we better go home!" Izumi, go back first.
"Izumi!" hiro's call instantly made Izumi's path stop. "Do you like to sing?" her question, which instantly caused Shima to reflexly turn her head. It seems Hiro intends to invite Izumi to have fun at the karoke place.
Izumi did not agree. He and Hiro and Shima soon make their way to the karoke scene.
Izumi chose a luxurious karoke place. As always, cleanliness and comfort are the main ones for him. Upon arrival at the karoke room he immediately chose a song to sing.
An English-language metal song was sung with great enthusiasm. A song that has a lot of yelling in its tone. Sometimes Izumi shakes her head hysterically, until her hair wags around.
Hiro sat staring with widened eyes. She did not expect Izumi to be so violent while singing. He also could not stop the girl.
While Shima was busy covering her auditory sense hole. It feels like his ear drum will break. He grimaced his face while glancing furiously at Hiro. Hoping that her friend would do something to stop Izumi's singing. But it seems that Hiro insists on letting Izumi do as he pleases.
"Aaaarrrkkkhhhh!!!" at the end of the song Izumi shrieked her screams. Making Hiro who had not closed his ears, finally did it.
Now that there is, only the roar of Izumi's breath sounds can not be set. The girl turned around and handed the microphone to Hiro.
"I can't!" Hiro refused out loud, accompanied by his awkward smile. Obviously he can't, because his soul dates back to the 14th century. Where pop music and others are still not scattered in his time.
"Yes, let me!" Shima tries to reach for the microphone, but Izumi keeps the object away. Even pushed Shima's head away. He insisted on Hiro singing.
"Quick Hiro! sing me a song!" tell Izumi while thrusting the microphone in front of Hiro's face.
Footnote :
Cosplayer: People who like costuming in the style of animated characters, comics or video games.