Heatwave
Shuya arrived at the Senkaimon, relived that Azayaka hadn't appeared in a dress or something that would render his choice of clothes entirely inappropriate. He tried his best not to show it, but he was a little bit stiff. His spine felt like it was made of cardboard right now.
"Sure." He shrugged, attempting nonchalance. Was it really right for him to be goofing off like this? What if Captain Mazi saw what he was doing right now?
"Did you have somewhere in mind that we ought to start?" He asked as the Senkaimon opened. The chasm that was the space between opened before them, as though they were going to some final boss lair instead of their casual little shopping/eating/whatever trip.
"Sure." He shrugged, attempting nonchalance. Was it really right for him to be goofing off like this? What if Captain Mazi saw what he was doing right now?
"Did you have somewhere in mind that we ought to start?" He asked as the Senkaimon opened. The chasm that was the space between opened before them, as though they were going to some final boss lair instead of their casual little shopping/eating/whatever trip.