[b]Amusement Park-Aiko and Akari[/b]
The twins giggled at their acquired goods. They had all of Noboru's money, both the money from their parents and from his hard work, and he couldn't do anything about it. Akari felt a bit bad though, and she had to hide her disapproval from her twin. Maybe they bullied Noboru slightly too much. He didn't deserve all that torture, and the reason they did it was long forgotten, she just followed her brother. She just knew one day he was going to snap and go crazy, he wasn't strong enough to handle all the abuse. Deciding to change just a little bit so his abuse wouldn't be so bad, she turned to Aiko. "Hey Aiko, Can I borrow some money? I'm going to go get a little snack." Aiko handed her some of the money from Noboru's wallet, and Akari ran off with it,trying to catch up to Noboru.

[b]Amusement Park-Noboru and Akari[/b]
Noboru sighed and started off towards the exit of the park. He didn't know what to do. The park didn't really have anything interesting for him to ride or see, and he didn't even want to think about going to the house of mirrors with the creep still presiding over the entrance of it. Before he reached the end, he heard the lesser known voice of his older sister, Akari. [i]Oh boy time for more fun[/i] Noboru thought, ready for more torture. Aiko was no doubt behind her. He turned around, surprised to see his older sister by herself, and not conjoined at the hip with her twin. "Hey Noboru, wait up." She huffed, out of breath. "Here have some money that we took from you back. But don't tell Aiko alright? It's our little secret that i'm not always horrible to you." She gave him a friendly wink and a soft slap against the head, but it wasn't quite mean as much as it would have been from Aiki. She ran off to rejoin her twin once again, and Noboru felt apprehensive. She was behaving oddly, and he didn't like it.

[b]At the Warakuma Mall-Noboru[/b]
Noboru decided to go to the mall. His shorts felt tighter than ever, and he decided now was as good as a time as any other to get a new pair. He looked around and about in each store, looking for a good pair that had a tasteful design, maybe something that made him look faster even. He couldn't find anything. He wasn't sure if it was because of the store, or his lack of skill in fashion. He walked out of the last store, and sat on a lone bench in the middle of the mall, giving out an exasperated and dramatic sigh. "Goddamit!" He yelled out, a little more louder than it should have been, "Why don't I have any fashion sense!"