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                      “Don't be shy; it smells like love and rainbows.                         Oh! And like music!

                                             So... Can you feel the inspiration igniting?”

⊰ 火の玉 ⊱ “U-Um…” well this was a slightly awkward situation: sniffing a guitar. "I-I guess…" he mumbled, cautiously stepping closer to the girl and taking a whiff.

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                      “Me!? Finally, another pupil to take under my wing.                         Would you like to smell guitah?

                                                       She has an inspirational aroma.”

⊰ 火の玉 ⊱ “It isn’t? W-Would you mind showing me how to play then? I-If you’re not too busy.”

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                      “Ah hah, my talent is envied worldwide.                         But I was just a beginner not too long ago.

                                                           It's never too late to learn.”

⊰ 火の玉 ⊱ “Wow, really? I-I wish I could play the guitar that well.”

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                      “Good is an understatement!                         But you can't tell anybody else about this!

                                                                     Understand?”

          “…Is it good news?”

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                      “You heard my guitar!                         Wasn't it great?

                                                         I don't mind if you praise me...”

⊰ 火の玉 ⊱ “D-Did I hear something just now?”

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                      “Hey, Hey!                         Did you hear the news?!”

  —Seems he’s developed quite the fascination in the person stood before him.

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     "Do you know where I can find it?! I really need it right away!"

»What can I do for you?«

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     [/Stares at & makes incoherent utterances]

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An astounding assortment of ostentatious garments were spread out throughout the spacious room. A reasonable footing was maintained between herself and the attire nearest upon shelves beyond reached, as Yui silently observed in unquestionable awe. Such luxurious apparel, far from threadbare and embellished so wondrously. Nonetheless, wherewithal necessary for a purchase is far too steep.

Glimpsing around the store regardless, confectioneries plagued her thoughts as an expressionless visage manifested. An impromptu yearning to indulge in sweets became irresistible. Therefore, she proceeded to locate the exit, and take her departure from the familiar setting.

Without warning, an unwonted presence would prevent any further movement, and a dainty finger would hastily encounter her lips. Standing completely still, she merely blinked a few times in bewilderment before slightly tilting her head, and encompassing the presumably females hand, directing it elsewhere.

 ’Kyou-tan is dress shopping today!! KYAAA!!! Here’s the address!!’

Honestly, Kyou loved what he did. It paid well, people appreciated him, he got to wear cute clothes - it seemed as if he was living the dream. But tweets and blog posts involving his whereabouts were troublesome, and he often found himself in a corner.

All he needed to see was ‘Kyou - tan’ across a girl’s face to know that he needed to get out of there. Now. Slipping around a corner, he felt himself bump into someone, and his heart dropped. 

                           Spinning around immediately, he pressed a finger over both of their mouths and hissed,                  ”-Ssssh!”

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"Wow! Thank you very much! Oh yeah, I'm Hirasawa Yui!"

"Oh! Now that I can tell you — L’Occitane Verdon Energy Moisturizer. It’s the best around.~"

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"You're right! You don't look old... What kind of moisturizer do you use?"

"What the fu—! No! Do I look old to you!?”

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"A-Alcohol?! Are you old? Are you an old man?!"

"—Or maybe the alcohol. Maybe."

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"Ah, gomen, gomen. Maybe if you changed your shirt it'd help?"

"U-uhm…Retro? All I really know is—my head hurts."

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"Wow! That's really high-tech! Or is it retro?"

Wimpering. "N-nah, that’s just the d-design."