Oct 1, 2018
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Floating...lady. Floating lady? Floating lady.
Fudou’s mind was fixated on the figure across the street, enough that he had yet to actually take the next sip of his amazake, even though the bottom was still pressed to his lips. He couldn’t seem to decide if he had finally drank too much and was seeing things, or if she really was just there...floating...
He probably would have given up on it soon after, if she didn’t abruptly turn her head to look his way. The tantou jumped in his spot, sitting on the curb, with a loud yelp and hiccup, while his bottle loudly clattered to the cement.
“O-oi! What are you lookin’ at!? I w-wasn’t starin’ or nothin’!”