Not really. I was mostly checking out the food stalls because I was getting too damn bored winning so much at the gambling houses.

[Gojyo seemed to ignore the poor Tenjouname casually. Not forgetting to slip a little more than what his shirt cost for a tip-if simply for having to deal with them.]

Why. Are you doing something?

[It was a familiar game for Gojyo, these casual flirtations and playful teases. Something safe and fun made it easy for him to warm up to someone without thinking too hard. It was one of the things that made him love Jogoku-Cho so much. Here he could insert himself into the hustle and bustle of nightlife and seedy gangs enough so that he didn't have to deal with things of a more existential and personal nature.

Gojyo had to deal so much with that during the past few years. Serious things. Sad things. Fucked up shit that he'd truthfully rather forget.

A scenario like this was more like life before it all.

It was nice.]

Or are you just looking for a good company?

[He grinned as he made his way over to Monts. Slinging the t-shirt over his shoulder, taking note to ensure it didn't hit any of the mayo stains that covered his hakama.

Yeah, he should probably change into this soon.]