you can tune a youkai but can you tuna fish//Akina
One would think that the lesson would be learn after this happened twice… But alas, that’s not always the case. Some would say third time’s the charm, though! Maybe today’s the lucky day. Except… Perhaps this kind of predicament shouldn’t be called lucky? Okay, but at least he'll learn his lesson, hopefully. Someone, teach this kid a lesson.
Oh well. After wandering around in Iunctum for quite a bit, it’s safe to say that Yuuma has basically no idea where he’s going. This is normal though, wandering about for minutes, or hours; you tend to lose count after a while, but hey, at least he gets to see the city while he’s at it, right? So, there’s still a win because the city is quite a sight. There seems to be a lot to do.
Although, a thought strikes him… Is this place Japan, or no? He wasn’t even use to Japanese customs, so he didn’t blend in to be exact- and Osamu often admonished him for not acting normal. Do the same customs go here? Iunctum barely sounded Japanese… Now, this is going to be a problem. Well, back to the real problem. Lost. Yes… … Directions! Now, that’s a good idea.
He stops at a corner of the sidewalk to take a look around. He squints his eyes, and spots someone on the other side of the road. Alright, perhaps he can ask this person.
And here it is, a 141 cm, albino kid walking across the street without looking both ways… Onto an oncoming car. The driver, who happens to be talking on their cellphone [obviously, this isn't something one should do at home, so please practice safe driving], took their sweet time noticing someone is in the road because they are greeted with the sound of the metal crushing, and an impacting force that actually dents their car quite a bit. The loud screeching of the driver slamming their foot on the breaks allows the vehicle to come to a halt, and Kuga gets sent flying about a few feet.
No big deal though, right? Right.
Silence…
The driver comes out of the car in a panic, rushing over to Yuuma’s lifeless body to see if he’s okay [real talk, no one would be okay after that]. A groan emits from Yuuma’s near-lifeless body, there’s a sigh of relief. Though, soon after that the white-haired boy stands up, and begins to dust himself off.
“Oh, sorry about your car. I don't think the money I have will pay for it.” Does this place take Japanese money? The Real Q's.
Of course, the driver begins to wave their hand dismissively saying things such as ‘oh, no! I’m in shock… as long as you’re alright…’. With a thumbs up, he replies, “I'm fine. Not a scratch.” And, this is where he turns around to take his leave, but he sees the person he means to ask his question join the concerned crowd.
“Oh, you. I wanted to ask you for directions, I’m kind of lost.”