Touring the Capital (open)
"You must not be that busy if youâve got enough time to listen to me talk to myself." Mahiro shrugged off her harsh words before he actually got a good look at the girl behind him.
From of the looks of it, she didnât seem to be that much older than him if she even was at all, and based on her outfit she had to be a tourist like him especially if she could understand him. She didnât quite look Japanese but it didnât matter to him either way. âDonât mind me, Iâm just doing some sightseeing. You can act like Iâm not even here.â
Enough time? Sure, if she had more seconds to spare then getting annoyed is pointless but it's impossible to avoid some stranger when he's speaking to himself and not moving a single inch when you're about to turn to the next street! Indignation is painfully obvious, her features never veiling anger. Only moments like these would made her miss her original height, he wouldn't be speaking to a female of 30' feet -- a true shame but nothing can be done, despite she was still slightly taller than others but didn't suffice as an intimidating factor.
"Is that how you're going to take it?!" Diane pushed his shoulder aside with a brusque motion of her own when trying to remove him from her way. She hoped with her very being that she had made him fall or a minor damage. "Well, I hope you liked that! Moron!"











