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She blinked a few times, blue eyes wandering from the other woman and then around the hallway. “I ain’t in much of a hurry. Just really lost.” The diminutive shinigami gave a small shrug at her situation. It wouldn’t be the first time she had gotten lost in an unfamiliar division. “I’ll just follow you, if that’s alright?” Miwa made an attempt to come off a bit friendlier than usual. This person was kind enough to offer her help and she would be a fool to not take it. “I’m Miwa, by the way. Miwa Kimura. Kyuubantai’s fifth seat.”
Hiroko eyed the fallen box, wishing it would just magically disappear or float on its own. She was taken aback by the girl's answer, her own words met with huge blue eyes, blinking. She could quite place where she had already seen as like that. Hiroko could not help but sigh. She perhaps had come across as rather unkind. "First time in the fifth, I suppose." She commented out loud.
She looked at Miwa, probably staring a little too. From the ninth, she should have guessed it from the sleeveless kosode. Hiroko smiled at the thought. "Nice to meet you, Miwa-san. Hiroko Midori, I’m the fourth seat of this division." Her own eyes went back to the box, wondering if she could talk the girl into helping her. "Would you mind handing me that box back? So we can get going?"















