[ Regardless of the reasoning or the prospective rationale behind the precipitous hustle and bustle of individuals who were arbitrarily making their way through the streets, Suzuya remains vigilant and particularly focused on his task at hand. A few bags already precariously linked in arm, he double checks the contents once more before swiftly turning the corner; however, it’s in this rather abrupt exploit that a particular figure manages to be captured in his keen peripherals. As if to confirm his initial discovery, he turns his head fully, finally being able to place an immediate verdict. ] Miyaji. [ He calls out, while it was loud enough to (hopefully) garner the attention of whom it was directed towards – it wasn’t especially garish or flamboyant. ] It’s a surprise to see you here.
I got some things for the inn. [ He lifts the bags gingerly, his visage gradually brightening. Sending away a small smile towards Miyaji, he presses his gaze forward before he attentively offers a fleeting glance upwards – a sprig of green capturing his attention.
❅ december ( belated mistletoe ) miyaji
I got some things for the inn. [ He lifts the bags gingerly, his visage gradually brightening. Sending away a small smile towards Miyaji, he presses his gaze forward before he attentively offers a fleeting glance upwards – a sprig of green capturing his attention.
Hey yo, yo mister. ]