"It's called tofu, Kairu Senpai. It's a type of bean curd made from soy milk. It's very good for you. It's high in protein, iron, and doesn't have a lot of calories either. It's very common here in Japan too."
He looked at her somewhat incredulously, "I know what it is, but-"
"Oh I see now! I'm glad you saw that Kairu Senpai, I didn't even notice that it was on sale. I should get two more."
Not even hearing a peep, off she went to go grab two more packages, tossing them into his basket and making her way to the checkout counter. "This girl..." he shook his head. He knew what tofu was, but he'd never actually tried it, not really sure he wanted to, but since they were getting it...he might as well; what else could be said? With a shrug he trotted along after her to the checkout counter. He placed the basket on the counter as did Kaori and the cashier started ringing them up. Now finally getting a chance to take a breather he looked around the store, plain, generic, busy body workers and average customers near a not so average school. Something felt off...but everything was normal...right? ...OH damn that's what it was, it was normal, average, ever since the accident people have looked at Kyle strangely without his arm. These people though, they were just doing their own thing, even the cashier, he had to wonder if they were doing it out of respect or because they were used to it. Kyle didn't know and had no way to know.
"Ok, your total today is 8200 yen, cash or credit?" The cashier brought Kyle back to reality. 8200 that was about...$80? Made sense, they did a lot of stuff, looking over at Kaori his face dropped a bit as she started taking money out to pay the cashier.
"I hope you're not seriously thinking you're paying this all by yourself," he reached into his back pocket, flipping open his wallet, pulling out a couple of notes and putting the wallet away. As silly as it might sound, that was one of the first things he learned how to do with one arm and he was proud of himself for it. He had plenty of money too, it was actually pretty easy to convert US dollars to Yen since they basically equaled the same amount, just add two zeroes. He handed her his money, "I agreed to help you carry the food if you cooked it, but I think we can both pay for the food since we're both eating it, right?"
In his quiet little corner of the world, he took a long drag from the electronic cigarette in his hand before blowing the nearly sightless vapor out. Clean, cool, no smell...except maybe for the smell of his room, it gave off the impression of someone who...frankly just didn't really give a damn. Oh the tales he could spout out as to why his room smelled such a way, how cruel the world was, life sucked and how Obama is the anti-christ, but why spout out facts that he already knew? The only reason he knew them was because he thought about them, thus learning from them, a goal he aspired to teach to everyone at this pitiful little spot on the face of the planet...but maybe that was just the drugs talking. He couldn't really be bothered, too much effort, not much fun, no payoff, pointless and boring to him. He took a look at his watch...it was nearing that time, the time when his good..well "friend" would be coming by to pick up. If there was one thing he learned about Nobuyuki Ueda, it was that the man was aimlessly wandering all the time, yet like clockwork, managed to stop by every time he needed a fix. That bein said, he had time to kill and thus would kill it with a walk.
Hopping off his bed, he pocketed the e-cigarette and made his way out, making sure to carefully lock his door with the contraption he had set up, something to prevent intrusion. He walked down the stairs and looked to his left, towards the common room, unlike its usual quiet or bustling scene, he instead found one of his classmates, Isamu and someone he didn't recognize staring each other down, the situation looked awkward and Toke couldn't help but smirk bemused by whatever predicament they had found themselves in, and walked away.
His journey took him across the garden pathway, a nice scenic place where the student body to relax and enjoy the great outdoors. His walk was aimless, but that was the whole point of it, it was meant to kill time, little did he expect though, as he crossed towards the athletic wing to find a girl sitting, alone, against the school building; how curious. Small, young looking, possibly a first year, jet black hair, hm... Despite having such a low presence in this place and time, it was for that exact reason that he was able to notice her; she was out of the norm. Then again, saying such a thing in a school meant for the abnormal was just reiterating the point, but she wasn't part of the humdrum activity that was taking place across the way, she was separate and separate was something he could work with. He made his way over to her, he wasn't sure if she noticed him or not, but it wasn't until his shadow loomed over her that she responded.
"And what's a lone raven like yourself doing away from rest of the flock?" He asked quizzically.
