Kimiko nodded, leading the way outside after making sure Gin was following her. The weather was rather nice today, perfect for an outing, though she would've preferred some clouds overhead. Rain always made her better, even if it did get a little annoying that it would rain when she couldn't control her emotions. As if she needed a visual representation of how she was feeling.
Gin's small voice made the older girl glance at her, shrugging at her question. "Well, yes, actually. There are many rumors about this place and humans are a curious bunch, always flocking towards needless gossip," she replied casually. She was quite used to it by now, having been the object of people's curiosity ever since she was a child. "Still, I'd choose this place over my family home anyday," Kimiko murmured, glancing at her watch. It was a little later than she usually had lunch but it shouldn't matter. They had plenty of time before nightfall. Besides, it had been a while since yokai have attacked them. They've probably forgotten us, she hoped.
Glancing towards the girl, Kimiko noted that she looked a little uncomfortable, probably at the thought that she would be watched all the time. She tried to think of something to say to reassure her. "Don't worry too much about it. The garden is large enough and blocked by walls so that humans can't see much except for a few feet near the gate," she told Gin, offering her a small smile. "Besides, once you choose a bodyguard, you won't feel as uncomfortable." At least, that was how I felt anyway, she added in her head, wondering how her previous bodyguard was doing now. Even though they hadn't been close friends, it was rather strange how they had suddenly left. And no matter how much Kimiko had denied that it had affected her, the unexpected rainfall last week had said otherwise.
They had been walking for a while now and reached a quaint Japanese restaurant with very few people occupying it. Not only was she fond of the sushi here but the peaceful atmosphere was one she often escaped to when Primrose Terrace felt a bit overwhelming for her. There were small tables and chairs placed inside with printed bamboo rugs covering the floor. A rock garden was outside, complete with its own sōzu, occasionally breaking the silence with the bamboo tube clanking against the rock. Greeted by one of the waiters when she entered, Kimiko chose a table in the garden, where no other patrons were seen. As she was taking her seat, she realized that she hadn't even asked if Gin liked sushi and cursed herself mentally for completely forgetting to.
"I'm sorry, I should've asked what kind of food you liked," Kimiko said, scanning quickly over the menu to see if they had other types of food. "They do have other snacks though..." she added uncertainly, glancing at Gin. She didn't seem bad as a person. Most importantly, she was quiet, albeit a little shy, and Kimiko could see herself growing to like her.
