[b]Masaru Takahara - Yggdrasil Restaurant District[/b]

Masaru simply observed the kid in the stripy top run away from the restaurant all urgent-like. Wasn't crying, so he guessed that the fellow with the Bokutou was not being an ass. But it was a shame.

Having actually managed to finish scarfing down his protein-rich lunch without even noticing, the martial artist chose to get out of his seat and wander over to the man; maybe with a bit of luck he'll learn something from him. And he won't laugh in his face at his goals. What was it about 'strongest in the multiverse' that made people crack up, anyway?

"Hey." He said to the man, taking the initiative. Which is another way of saying it could have been rude, but... well. Nobody said Masaru was known for his conversational tact. "...You look like you can handle yourself."

Of course, it was only at this point that Masaru realised that maybe he wasn't setting a good first impression. Of course, he was always looking for a challenge, but most people weren't. Most people thought more about not getting into needless fights.

"Ahem. My name's Masaru. That kid that just left... d'you know him?" He asked, scratching the back of his head. "I've seen him before, somewhere..."