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Well it was rather strange start for Kousei’s exploration of the city.
He had already been told to keep away from the strange yellow blobs that he had encountered earlier and the city itself gives off a strange feeling that makes the dark haired boy rather wary. Nevertheless, he decided to let himself explore. He needed some answers about this place or rather, why was he placed here?
His mind was somewhere else entirely, making him space out over his questions that resulted in him not paying attention in where he was going.
That’s when he bumped into the person in front of him. Kousei quickly brought himself back as he gave a panicked look.
“I-I’m so sorry, ma’am! I should pay more attention to where I was looking!” He kept apologizing profusely.
Managing to snag a cold coffee from a nearby cafe with some gentle persuasion, Blue contently walked down the street. She had her ditto out of its ball and on her shoulder for it to get some air and sun since it was regularly stuck to its home on the side of her hip. She wasn’t paying much attention to where she was walking, not until her pink pokemon started to tug at her hair.
By then it was too late.
Her hand made in contact with both of their chest and ended up spilling on Blue’s hair and black shirt making a right mess of things. She gasped in shock, her mouth hanging open in dumbfounded surprise before a chill ran down her upper body. “What have you done!”
Flipping her hair over her shoulder at the minor disturbance, Blue frowned in annoyance as she answered, “As you should be! Look at my shirt!” Really it was both of their faults but Blue never shied away from putting the blame on someone else.
