Matter of Connivence

[Ram]

Strolling the subway tunnels and up the stairs to the surface, a young woman yawned loudly and took a deep breath of the open air. The usual city walks and dense buildings kept her coming back to view the signs and posters. This area was designated for pedestrians only so very few cars came here when bot for deliveries to stores or work equiptment. Colorful advertisements hanging out for the latest fad on the market and the stores. Tokyo always had the most eye catching of banners. She strolled onwards past the arcade dressed lightly for the journey and looking more closer to being on the road than a local fashionista with a varsity styled jacket and a fairly thin violet backpack thrown on with some googles hanging off the back head strap. Closer to a college drifter from a few years back but hey, fashion cycles.

“Alright. Just have to drop off the latest photos and grab lunch. Easy. Should grab something for the folks. What’s trendy around here today for a souvenir?” The woman wondered aloud as her head ping ponged from both sides of the street. From crepes to host clubs, dress up clothes and electronics, Tokyo had everything and every district to cover even the most niche of goods.

A loud song played over head as she stopped in the middle of the walkway to look up. An adventurous tune playing upon a corner of the building. The creatures seemingly moving and popping out like in a movie that it surprised her when they actually did. “Oooh! Wow!” She explained as the short video showed dinosaurs roaming in a tropical jungle and some tawny brown jungle cats running away with an egg over their head. “Aw, that’s so cute!” She fawned to the giggles and humored looks of the people passing by her making the woman look like a tourist than a local.

Above the sign flashed an advertisement to the very arcade she passed by. Out now Generations XX at a local arcade near you. There was such an arcade just now too! The woman turned on her heel and sprinted back to the arcade building. “Gotta get one! Gotta get one!” She chimed merrily when arriving to the floor map for the gacha machines. Course there were many, many collaborative prizes to be found as well but a hunters gotta hunt for their prize. “Squids, figures, dog cakes, ooh those dessert pups look adorable! Are they squishy?” Finding her wallet, she popped it open to find mostly bills than coins. “Right. Coins. Coins~!” The woman drifted off again to find a change machine.

[Sengoku]

"Must you always be a nuisance to me in public?" growled a young man dressed in simple yet high-quality attire consisting of a red kimono and a black hakama.

"Hmph," grunted a massive, red oni with one hand rested upon his uchigatana's handle, fastened on his waist. "Not my fault the humans here in Tokyo are spineless. They act like they haven't seen an oni before." Pedestrians walking by actively steer clear of the duo, some opting to duck down or even bow nervously towards both of them as they scurry past. "You never see folks this timid back in Kōzuke." In response to this, the young man shoved a box he had been carrying under his left arm into the hands of the oni.

"If you refuse to stay hidden, then make yourself useful, asshole," he snapped at the sword-wielding yokai. At this, the oni grinned.

"Haven't lost your edge yet, have you boy? Good. We'll see if this holds up for our monthly duel." He grabbed the box, looking at the mechanical samurai illustration. "To think you still play with toys and swords at this age. You humans are curious." The oni's thoughts are interrupted when the Shiba Inu adorned in red samurai armor runs up to his leg and barks, wagging its tail in excitement.

"ARF!"

The oni kneels down and pats it on the head, still grinning. "Grow strong, pup - set yourself apart from the rest of the weaklings who live among the mortals." The armored dog's leash tugs gently as the young man holding it calls to his dog.

"Ichigo."

"Rrrr... arf!"

With a single utterance of his name, the Shiba Inu returns to his master's side and continues their journey down the sidewalk, still parting away other pedestrians with each step. Yet as they approached a young woman, the dog bounces in excitement over to her.

"Ichigo. Down, boy," the samurai commands. Small plates of armor clink as the dog's rear hits the pavement, his tongue wagging outside of his mouth as his tail whips side-to-side with joy. The samurai bows to the young woman. "My apologies. The dog is still young and learning how to behave."

[Ram]

Humming to herself on how many gacha prizes she should get, a barking greeted her. She stopped mid step and turned back over her shoulder. Snapping the wallet shut and tucked it in her back pocket, she looked down at the red samurai pup and gasps in awe at his appearance. “What a collectable prize you are!” She fawned and knelt down to mesh with his marshmallow cheeks and head. The fluffy touch addicting as she mimicked her own happy shiba barking noises as if trying to communicate between one bread colored dog to another. “Been so long. Ooh. You remind me of Husker! Who’s a cute guard.~” The woman fawned and pointed at one of the dessert dogs on a prize poster. Some of them in rolls or with whip cream on them. Specifically she pointed at a shiba dressed as a strawberry crepe. “You’re kinda like that one, aren’t ya boy? Or girl? Which are you? Ah whatever, hold on a second.”

The woman dug for her phone and held it for a picture. As she brought the camera up for a picture of the lil samurai dog, a young man in a kimono ran up to her. His apologies earning a chuckle outta her as she snapped away. A picture of the armored dog and what looked like an apologetic retainer or troubled lord. “Ah, the master has appeared.” Lowering the humming bird backed phone, the woman smiled at the new face. “Hey there. This your dog?” The woman tilted her head in wonder. Two long feathery ornaments attached to leather strips from her head shaking with the movement.

“Ah, I get it now. This lil guy is out scouting for ya, right? Good job lil guy!” She gave the shiba a thumbs up and snapped another picture. After a couple more she addressed the kimono youth in curious wonder. “Is there a special occasion going on? You look like you’re out for a meeting. I can share you the photos I’ve taken if ya like and then some if you’re worried about invasive privacy.”

[Sengoku]

The samurai bowed his head and raised a hand to ease the young woman's concerns.

"No special occasion. Simply walking a dog that still has trouble listening, that's all," he replies, giving Ichigo a stern look while the dog completely ignores him, its fluffy face still staring at the young woman who squeezed its cheeks earlier.

"Also buying toys for himself," sneers the oni, brandishing the box with the mecha illustration.

"Behave yourself," the samurai snaps.

"What? I'm not lying, am I?"

With the oni backing off, the samurai returns his attention to the young woman and continues, "I hope you are not bothered by the dog. I don't much care for the pictures if you'd like to keep them." The Shiba Inu licks at the young woman's hands and then her pants once her hands are out of his reach. "Ichigo. Down, boy." The armored dog obeys for only a few seconds, staring back at his master as if taunting the young man. Then he goes right back to his canine behavior. The samurai then produces a plastic bag with fresh strawberries, cut into small, bite-sized pieces. The crinkling of the bag grabs the Shiba's attention at once as he sits back down, turning his body to face his master.

"Good boy. Now stay." He kneels to feed the dog a strawberry as the fuzzy snout digs into his hand with slobber and strawberry juice smearing his palm. "You seem familiar with dogs. I assume you have one of your own?"

[Ram]

“Woah, what a huge guy,” she gasped when seeing the crimson oni arrive carrying a box of a robotic figure. Maybe she too should try collecting those. “That figure. Ooh. The size and shape was a bit pricey so maybe just one. Start with one and find a place for it. Oh! Maybe accent the pictures!” The woman thought aloud excitedly as she clapped her hands together at the idea. Definitely to check that out soon.

“Ah but you’re still adorable of course,” she gave the cutely stubborn pup a head pat. The dog was then won over by strawberries. Seeing how rapidly his tag wagged seemed to indicate as such. “So cute,” she snapped more photos then addressed the man and oni. “Do you ever go shopping too?” She asked the large red man seeing as he only kept the box around.

A second later her attention shifted to the kimono man and his dog. Not missing a best to answer. “Ah yeah, I used to know one. Husker was a bit older back home. He was a kinda like yours but a larger husky inu. He still helps out when able though.” She explained and clapped her hands together. “Husker, come,” the woman commanded. A breeze picking up around them taking a stack of prize promo flyer for the arcade. The edges folding and creating over till a paper shaped dog was made. The tail wrinkling as it wagged behind the papier-mâché form. The paper creature wiggled and quietly gave a muted yip with how its mouth moved. It hopped and floated at the man’s chest height and then moved to mimic sniffing at the samurai dog.

“This way Husker is always with me in a way. He’d probably give me weird looks for getting a cat ornament. You seen it right? It’s pretty cool!” She turned and pointed at the giant 3d illusion ad at the top pf the building. It took a few minutes before the same add played for Hunter CC with the dinosaur and the funny cats stealing its egg.

[Sengoku]

The samurai's right eyebrow raised ever so slightly when the origami dog took form before his eyes, giving him a subdued yapping as typical of dog behavior. He watched in silent curiosity as Husker and Ichigo commenced the traditional canine greeting of sniffing each other and barking back and forth, with the armored Shiba Inu cocking his head to the side in awe of this paper counterpart of his.

"Contracted to a yokai as well?" the samurai asks, kneeling down and pulling out another strawberry to offer the origami dog. "Hopefully Husker doesn't demand too high a price for you to pay for this pact." The oni gives a sinister chuckle while eyeing the samurai. When the young woman before him mentioned the 3D advertisement above them featuring cats stealing a dinosaur egg, he cast his gaze up. A familiar sight - this series was immensely popular not just in Japan, but overseas as well.

"Dogs don't naturally hate cats, you know," he said. "They tend to be bigger than cats and enjoy chasing smaller creatures. You just need to socialize both animals. They'll get used to each other same as they get used to you." He felt the black cord of his leash tug in his hand as Ichigo now ran circles with Husker, each dog attempting to chase the other's tail.

"I don't believe I got your name." The samurai still maintained a stern posture with a straightened back like a soldier still on duty as he bowed to her. "I am Ii Naoyoshi of the Ii Clan of Maebashi, Kōzuke Prefecture." The red oni continued to stand behind behind him, gawking at the digital cats stealing a dinosaur egg as he picked his ear with his pinkie finger. "Akamaru, you're being impolite," Naoyoshi snapped.

"Hah?" Akamaru grunted back at Naoyoshi. His glowing red eyes met with the young woman's as he opted to nod towards her direction with a grin rather than bowing. "Well, he already said my name for you, didn't he? You may call me Akamaru. You have my respect, little one! You don't cower like the rest of these weaklings outside of Kōzuke!"

[Ram]

When dog recognizes dog it is a magical thing. Emi felt a bit proud of herself to have enough material around for a decently sized Husker. Saving on any mystical papers to buy inbetween photo shootings. The paper Husker recognized the strawberry as a treat a he began to chop on it messily of berry juices smearing and dripping from his maw. “Good try boy. Enjoyed the snack?” She asked which the paper pup continued to ‘eat’ the strawberry remains. Was this a pretty taxing effort? Emi thought about it when patting her stomach. Strawberry desserts did sound tasty about now. “Yokai? Where?” The woman looked about despite the obvious oni in front of her till understanding what he meant. “Ohhh, that yokai, nah. Runs in the family,” Emi explained. “I’ll ask next Obon though for a friend,” she motions with a finger gun that the ‘friend’ was obviously going to be the kimono man here.

Having explained the nature of cats and dogs, she nodded a few times before pointing out a minor flaw. “Yeah but there’s no dog merch in the prize capsules yet. It’s all these cat lookin’ fellers in the tv screen. Wanna come with me to grab a prize?” She motions to the arcade they’re standing outside of during this exchange. It was the. the man introduced himself as Ii Naoyoshi. A member of a clan which did explain much to be strolling in a kimono than a tourist. Something this rich and fancy and Emi got to meet out in the streets! She happily rocked side to side. “What jya look at that Husker, we encountered someone famous,” She petted the dog’s head and knelt a bit. “Okay, just like we practiced!”

Both the woman and her dog stood smartly side by side. She took a small case from her pocket and produced a card. A simple white business card printed with a long tailed humming bird picture by her name underneath her current company of employment titled Photographer, X-Sighting Magazine. Contact numbers included for both the company, work, and personal direct. “Nice to meet you. I am Otoha Emi.” After both dog and owner bowed in the exchange to the Ii kinsman, she also moved to hand one to the oni as well. “Nice to meet you, I am Otoha Emi,” she greeted with another card with both dog and owner bowing once more. The process also repeated to the armored samurai shiba much to the puppy’s confusion of the two lowering themselves as well.

After fulfilling her business greeting, though over extended as it may have appeared, Emi gave the trio a moment to read over her business card before shifting gears right back to the prizes at hand. “Wanna come with me to open a few gacha balls? I wanna get a hunter cat and a sweets pup. How about we compare rewards after that.” She explained with Husker nudging the card left for Ichigo with his nose towards him. “Would you like a chain deco too, Mr. Akamaru? There’s loads of prize machines to pick from!” Emi pleaded in hopes of seeing a giant Oni in an arcade.

[Sengoku]

"A pleasure to meet you, Otoha-san," replied Naoyoshi with another bow. "Very professional." Though his facial expression remained hard, his voice carried a tone of respect. When Ichigo was handed a card, the armored Shiba gently clasped his jaws onto the card, even making sure that his teeth gripped only the edge to avoid slobbering all over it. He waddled over to Naoyoshi and sat looking up at his master as the card was taken from him. With a quick pat on the head, Ichigo let out a proud "ARF!" before engaging in canine business with Husker again.

When offered to join her, Naoyoshi only asked, "What is... gacha?"

"Is that some sort of booze?" added Akamaru, scratching his beard. "Wait... this is another one of your human trinkets like this, isn't it?" The oni brandishes the box with a mecha illustration again.

"I will see what this 'gacha' is that you speak of. You may proceed, Otoha-san," answered Naoyoshi as he waited for her and Husker to enter first.

[Ram]

Emi jumped once and twirled enthusiastically. “Lets-a go!” She pocked away her business card case and opened the door inside, holding it open a moment for Husker to get in and to pass it off to Naoyoshi before going in. The place was noisy with little chime jingles and colorful lights with a floor map on the side for other arcade games above, pocket car race, band billiards while in the basement level had a bowling alley and even a go-kart track. Different machines were on the prize floor from classical cranes to wire cutters, to rubber band suspensions and timed button presses. No prize were any different or the same either. A few of the grab claw ones were a pocketful of candy for 100 yen and the. there were figure boxes big and small. Plush characters were up close to the doorway in both miniatures to full on figure boxes. Although across from these lining a whole wall to themselves were gacha prize capsules.

“Hundred balls. Squids. Fuji-san merch. Danbo-kun.” Emi read out the signs as she passed. Each one showing a prize list up front with a hinted mystery extra prize. Above each machine was a waste basket to put the empty plastic containers in. Assuringly the staff would make rounds to clean it. “Oh look, there’s the dessert dogs!” Emi pointed out. First hitting up a change machine to grab some 100 yen coins before dropping them away. A pink ball came out of the dessert dogs prize cage. Emi shook the ball around ti get an idea of what prize it could be and even held it up to the light. “Ooh, what’ll it be~” The woman wondered before spying the Hunter collaboration two machines down. “There you are!” Another few yen gone and a green ball came out. Emi shook her prize capsules eagerly and showed them to Naoyoshi. “Let’s all make a pull and pop them open together.” She explained and hanged some loose change for Naoyoshi and Akamaru to try.

Wanting to share the surprise, Emi had paper Husker sniff at the capsules. When ready, Emi popped open her two. “Ooh… I got… Dark Forest Dachshund!” A dachshund dog decorated in the frosting layers of a black forest cake with a cheery on his head. “Aw, so cute and yummy. Guess no husky inu this time. And last one is….Pali Helper!” She laughed at the stamp looking tag of a cat from the Hunter game holding a barrel marked for explosives over its head. “A bomber edition. Heh heh. Not my first choices but still cute. How about ya’ll?”

[Sengoku]

Toys within capsules, purchased at random. Naoyoshi learned on the fly as he watched Emi open up the pocket-sized containers to reveal an assortment of tiny cat and dog figures.

"Hmm. A gimmick to encourage buyers to purchase in bulk," he noted. "That way you increase the likelihood of attaining the prize you want."

"HAH!" Akamaru guffawed. "HAHAHAHA! Diabolical! Absolutely devious! I now have a profound respect for whatever human devised such practices!"

Once Emi finished her batch of capsules, Naoyoshi mimicked her by pulling out his own wallet to scrounge for coins. Only there were none. He could only produce bills of 1,000 yen and upwards. Without a word, he walked over to the service counter and exchanged the bill for an equivalent number of coins, returning with a complementary pouch to carry them. The pouch jingled as he rummaged through it and inserted the same number of coins Emi did into the machine while maintaining a focused glare on the machine's contents like a hawk watching its prey.

Crank. Clink. The machine swallowed coin after coin and spat out capsule after capsule.

"Akamaru. Make yourself useful and open them up," Naoyoshi commanded the oni.

"I permit you to command me when it comes to fighting, boy. What makes you think I'll-"

"I've kicked your ass once, I'll do it again. I won't repeat myself."

At that, the oni grinned and then let loose a bellowing laugh again.

"Good... EXCELLENT! Your edge doesn't dull even in the presence of a stranger. Very well." The oni set down the box with the mecha figure and proceeded to pluck each capsule, cracking them open like eggs over a frying pan with one hand and catching the prizes in the other. When the two were finished, Akamaru dumped the prizes in his massive left hand into Naoyoshi's palms while dropping the opened capsules into a trash bin. The Ii samurai then picked at each prize carefully, analyzing it despite not fully understanding what they were nor what work they originate from.

"An assortment of cats with weapons and trinkets. One is wielding a kama dressed in armor resembling gusoku armor. Another is holding roasted meat." His right eyebrow raised slightly at the next prize. "A Shiba Inu shaped like a loaf of bread. Interesting." He paused to look over at Ichigo as the dog barked once at him with a goofy grin on its snout.

"Here." Naoyoshi extended his hands to Emi, presenting her with two handfuls of tiny figures. "I believe you wanted to collect more of these, yes?"

[Ram]

Emi’s eyes widen in delight to see the prizes come one after another. A strange lot more than usual but that mean more prizes! Maybe the mysterious prize was in these somewhere! She hovered after the oni trying to prop herself up and see what prizes came. A cat, a dog, another cat, another dog and so forth. A small pile was forming that by the end of it, colorful egg shells littered the bin and in Emi’s open hands were a collection of hunting cats and sweet puppies.

“What do you mean you don’t know what they’re for?” She laughed at the boy. “They make for charms and desk accents. You kinda decorate and collect them. See? The ones with the strings on it are for wearing them around.” The woman explained and rifled through the lottery of loot. There was at least one double in the bunch but that happens often enough to expect it. Through observations and cross examining the main poster ls on the machines, Emi could tell which was the super prize.

“Like here! These are the rare ones. The One eyed Chef Muscle Meow with his large sword! Mr. Akamaru should have this one I think. And maybe of the dogs…Shiba Loaf would be cute. There’s even a Daimyo Daifuku dog. He looks like a regal black version of a Shiba. Very colorful.” She grinned and handed the boys the prizes she though fit them well.

“Ah here, let me fix this on,” she knelt and looped the regal Daimyo Daifuku Dark Shiba on Ichigo. The rest of the prizes started to go into her backpack for later when working on afixing her Dark Forest cake dog and helper hunter cat on a bag loop.


“And there ya have it. You wear these like so. Some people may recognize them from their games or the cute art. You play any? I think you’ll enjoy the Hunter X games from the commercial. You get to track and find giant dinosaurs and hunt them for parts and research!” Emi explained excitedly to the low stomach grumble of food trying to call her away.

[Sengoku]

The red oni held tiny figurine of the muscular cat chef up to his eyes, studying it up close. He went as far as to sniff it once or twice before determining that that sword-wielding feline figure was not edible. He grinned at the newfound toy in response to Emi's recommendation for him to keep it.

"This one seems mighty enough. A worthy addition to my sword, then," he declared as he tied the cat figurine to his belt, allowing it to dangle on the side opposite to where he carried his set of daishō. Ichigo licked at Emi's hands as she attached the Daimyō Daifuku Dark Shiba on his collar. As for Naoyoshi, he stowed away the Bread Shiba in his pocket for safekeeping as the rest of the gacha prizes were handed over to Emi.

"Games?" Naoyoshi repeated when the young woman mentioned them. "I don't believe I've played any. What are these games like? Are they like sparring matches?" His thoughts halted as he could hear Emi's stomach growl at her. "You shouldn't skip meals. Even an army marches on its stomach." The samurai took charge and led them both to the food court where they were greeted by a cheerful young woman.

"Good afternoon! How can I help you today?" she beamed at them, smiling even though she was wearing a face mask. Naoyoshi took a moment to look over the menu that hung overhead. Most of the food was foreign, written in katakana. Each item fit with a theme from a game or were primarily a commercial attraction. His stoic expression betrayed not an ounce of emotion, though his question after several moments of silence showed his thought process.

"Do you have any traditional meals?" he asked. The menu was filled with more modern choices like omurice, hamburger steak with rice, and sandwiches.

"Uh... traditional...?" the clerk asked. "We have several choices of onigiri, if you'd like!" Several more moments of silence pass as Naoyoshi considers his choices.

"Today, boy," mutters Akamaru. "I would like to eat before the sun sets."

"Acceptable," Naoyoshi answers to the clerk, ignoring the oni's remark. "One set of tuna onigiri and one set of beef onigiri." He turns to Emi as he pulls out his wallet again. "Otoha-san. Tell me what you want to order."

[Ram]

Emi patted her stomach a d pressed on it, sensing how hollow it probably felt. Course paper Husker tilted his head back and cocked his head with a goofy panting grin, not know he was partially the source of said hunger. “Let’s eat then!” She cheered and followed along with Naoyoshi, pup and oni. A strange group to go through the store to the food court. “So how much can you eat? I’m pretty famished,” the girl chatted up with Akamaru. The dogs pattering along at their heels. With Naoyoshi paying felt like a treat to browse the menu for a bit.

“Ooh~ There some new ones today,” she observed a few pasta dishes and some sort of meat platter tray. “Hey what do you think of that?” She pointed to a few items while they waited on Naoyoshi to make his choices. He seemed to have a rough time of it but no harm there. The clerk must notice how new he is to the menu. Not even a line ahead of them to stall either as they walked up.

Once it was her turn, Emi held her chin and began listing off the items she wanted to try. “I’ll take one large hunter x platters and the hamburg vs yakisoba guardian plates with extra fries. For a drink I’ll take the Grand Blue dreamy deep soda. For dessert, could we have the Grand Order cakes tray to share. Ah… oh! And can I get three orders of the Black garlic chicken mages to go at the end? If you can that’d be great! Do you also have any stamp or promo specials?”

Emi took to Husker who handed her a flyer of the food court’s current promotional. “You guys still do stamp rally orders right? That’s nine stamps so… uh, one more item. Can we also get the tornado prop pasta as well? We’ll figure out our prize after the meal, if that’s okay. Thank you!” Emi grinned as the clerk rang up and repeated the order. Seemingly so that much of the food would be towards Akamaru till Emi turned to the oni to pose him that very question.


“So Mr. Akamaru, what dish fancies you today? You feeling spicy or savory?”

[Sengoku]

"Why not both?" replied Akamaru, baring his fangs as he grinned. "Meat is what provides us with strength! Fire is what sets apart the strong from the weak!"

"Please allow me to pay for this oaf," Naoyoshi interjected. "I do not wish for you to burden yourself with an oni's meal. They eat about three times as much as we do." The clerk received Naoyoshi's card once again as he placed another order. "Please bring us four orders of your hamburger steak with spicy sauce." With their orders in place, Naoyoshi went to find a table, although Ichigo beat him to the punch by running up to a chair and standing up, placing his front paws on it while barking back at the others.

"Clever mutt, that one," mused Akamaru, still carrying Emi and Naoyoshi's merchandise.

"You have an impressive appetite, Otoha-san," commented the Ii Clan samurai. "You eat like a proper warrior." The armored Shiba Inu turned his head to Emi and barked in agreement, wagging his tail and flailing his tongue to the side. "Or will you be sharing it with Husker?"

"Bah, the paper dog doesn't need food!" Akamaru paused to chuckle while glancing at Emi. "You need the energy, girl! You can't grow mighty eating like a mouse!"

[Ram]

“I don’t know about that. I’m just that hungry.” Emi laughed as she took her seat. Noticing Akamaru carrying their things, Emi was surprised he’d go out of his way to. “Hey now, take a seat here” She waved at him till realizing a slight issue. Briefly the woman got up and pulled a second table together and sat back down. Paper Husker took a seat across Ichigo to mimic his paw on the table and looking excitedly around at their fellow diners with their abstract make up of folded prize book ads.

“Thanks for the odd generosity. Ya didn’t really have ta do that so how about I hand you sone prints for the magazine. Personal use though. Let me get my camera.” She took off her backpack and fishes around for a small digital camera. Once turned on and put into gallery mode, there were many scenery types of far off shots. Many were distant landscapes of nature scenery, views of a lake shore, a crowd of people crossing a massive street, a festival float, lanterns out in the river, and so forth. “I can take a request as well if there’s something you want a direct shot of.”

Emi explained loosely while handing off the camera for Naoyoshi to look through. To pass the time she took a napkin off the dispenser and tried folding it up to a little balloon ball. Puffing it up to fully inflate it, she tossed it back and forth with Husker for a bit then back to Ichigo for some play time till the food arrived. Her Hunter X plate being a massive tray of sliced meat with sauce trailing over it, a plate of rice, three more kababs of roasted meat and vegetables, a cream soup on the side and a bread basket. The next plate to arrive was a variant of a hamburger steak plate with older period style washi paper decorations giving it a Japanese look to the western meal while next to it was a grilled hoagie bun seared with traces of a computer connector grid with stir fry noodles stuffed into it on a bed of fries and onion rings. Following this came a spicy red sauce spaghetti pasta mix with two slabs of cheese cut to propeller blades accompanied by a blue colored drink with colored jellies and fish gummies swimming in it. Next came a tray of cakes of about seven different small cakes with a white chocolate weapon decoration on top each dessert from a sword and bow to a skull and a wheel.

“Ittadekimasu,” she grinned almost like Akamaru to tuck into her meal with the small balloon game coming to a halt. Taking up the yakisoba bread, she snacked away at it and carving up the hunter plate. Saving the taste aa best she could with Husker holding out the prize stamp options to read over. Many of these were mostly another meal item with a promo goodie to go with in the form of a character shaped container and snack buns inside. Just a matter of which one to take.