Takeyoshi Sakujima- ダンジョンへ行く
It'd have been a bold-faced lie if Takeyoshi said that he didn't mind Miyu's constant reminders of candy. Every day, four or five times between meals, there would always be another mention of 'candy this, candy that,' no matter if he was learning complex sentence structure or some new words or skimming through the old wartime archives of some long-forgotten battle. Candy, candy, candy...
"Well, we're never going to get any candy in the first place if we don't have any money, so... Y'know... That's kinda important, too. Unless you want to work at a store for candy
instead of money, in which case be my guest. We can both live perfectly boring lives in this magical world and all that," he responded snarkily as he tried desperately to ignore the smell of Asian cuisine in the air.
...
God damn, this made him miss home. His mom loved to cook, and those meals were always great. How was his family doing without him, anyways...?
Almost walking into a particularly large person with the head of a bear (actually, it looked to be a bipedal bear, all things considered), Takeyoshi forced himself out of his reminiscing to follow up on Miyu's second comment--the one about his not being very tengu-like. Well, though he couldn't exactly deny the fact that his face wasn't anywhere near as red or his nose as long as the traditional tengu's were...
"And don't go poking fun at my face when you're still waddling about in that oversized overcoat. At least my stuff fits me. Regardless of that fact, I don't have the usual wind-fan-thing that I can't remember the name of right now, so it's not like I could pass myself off as one even if I wanted to."
He did have the geta, though, at the very least; probably the most inconvenient part about his outfit, but... Well, it wasn't impossible to deal with. Being able to stir up winds, though? It'd at least be better than running around and calling orders from the back while trying to dig up treasures.
...
That sounded like some sort of premise for a game, but it was probably too irrelevant at this phase in his life anyhow.
"Oh, and let's not, please. every coin lost because of your carelessness is coming out of your candy paycheck, you know," he finished as the two neared the entrance of the dungeon. The fact that a bunch of buildings were floating in the air like that... In retrospect, the idea was kind of jarring, but it didn't seem too farr off from some of the more fantastical things that his brother had played. Miyu, though... She didn't have a fear of heights, right?
"Okay, uh... Well, might as well check the place out, right? Hope there isn't anything like... What was it called again? Procedural generation or whatever? Yeah, that'd suck. Maps would be worthless, after all."
Lightly coughing to the side, Takeyoshi took a deep breath and calmed himself as much as possible before staring at the dais in front of them--or, rather, the stairs that led up to it. This felt quite ominous, but... It had to be done, right?
Step by step, Takeyoshi climbed to the top of the dais and waited for Miyu to follow suit.