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「流星☆グリーン」 — The only reason that Midori was able to pick him out from the crowd was his hair. It was akin to something of a monster from a game he used to play when he was younger, although the name escapes him. Besides, that wasn’t important. What was more important was the fact that he, while studying the stranger’s hair out of pure curiosity, was completely blocking the way of where the shorter was going. Upon noticing this, a squeak escapes him (much higher pitched than what was probably believed possible), and he immediately backs up, bumping into somebody else once again. After a quick apology to the person behind him, he turns forward, looking down to the other’s face (as opposed to just his hair).
“I’m, uh, really sorry... I was just...” Thinking before speaking wasn’t a skill Midori had quite gotten used to yet, “That’s... not your natural color, right? It looks ridiculous...”