[ It is with not a particularly heavy heart but a foldable shopping trolley (one of the first things she decided to splurge a bit on; there's no conceivable way she'd be able to transport ingredients efficiently without one) in tow that Beni-Enma strolls by the outdoor table, having spotted the two mops of black hair, one somewhat recognizable and one not, from high up in her own apartment unit. In said trolley sits one of the likely causes for her venture outdoors: a suspicious lump bundled in a towel, but the sparrow oni does not mention it at all as she makes a stop, opting instead to cast her gaze at the haniwa, decorated as it is. ]
...Are you sure you should be doing that?
[ She gestures with her free hand at the cap and uniform. To be honest, it's actually kind of cute, but that isn't the issue here. What is the issue is that the young man seems to be less concerned about the "should" and more about the "could". ]
b; another one for the haniwa pile...
...Are you sure you should be doing that?
[ She gestures with her free hand at the cap and uniform. To be honest, it's actually kind of cute, but that isn't the issue here. What is the issue is that the young man seems to be less concerned about the "should" and more about the "could". ]