vibrant
@egaohitotsude
The day was long, and the sky drew it out longer. Not a hint of light from the sky to brighten up his day, Kojiro simply scoured this new found city of Fuyuki, and as always, ready. As a traveler, his outfit was as traditional as one could imagine, but sticks out like no other. The modern town moved forward without Kojiro, and he retains the many looks from strangers as he walked, but none bothersome.
Of course, a visitor most common activity is eating and sightseeing - for him, it was getting lost. Wandering the empty road and street of what seemed like a neighborhood, he began to wonder where he could stay, seeing as the sun is still technically up. He would prefer to find someplace before it was dark as this city was rather large. Then, warmth permeated around him, fueling him with a great vigor. The sun had come out from the grey clouds, and Kojiro stares with his hand shading him, smile beaming.
He walks, happily and without worries, but his often keen senses were loosened for just this moment. This was long enough for him to crash into something and almost fall flat on his face. He catches himself and straightens up to find... a vibrant colour. Something he hadn’t seen before. It fascinated him. He moved closer, grinning and watching the light reflect cleanly off of the bright surface. The hair of a woman he had just crashed into was his first and only worry. He moves to touch it, mouthing in joy.