Miyuchan spots Shizuku!
Miyuki wasn’t aware that the laughter emanating from the people around were directed at her - after all, on Akibastar, it was a common sight seeing people dressed up like 0048 members. Little did she know that she was no longer on Akibastar, and over here, she simply looked like a cosplayer standing in the middle of a busy street. Even if she was subconsciously aware that people were laughing at her, her mind rejected the notion - where she came from, people were always nice and kind-hearted, and would never laugh at someone else for looking strange and standing out. Uniqueness was encouraged on Akibastar - not so much over here.
Miyuki pocketed the mic, appraising Shizuku suspiciously as she tried to figure out whether or not she was a DES member in disguise. She kept her finger on the button that would turn the mic into a weapon, although she didn’t press it…for now. The name sounded harmless enough…But all DES soldiers were people picked up from the public. Of course they’d all have normal names as well.
She followed behind Shizuku, still unaware - or completely ignoring - the stares and giggles that were accompanying her. “Shopping district?” Miyuki repeated after her, confused. How is this a shopping district? Miyuki thought to herself, looking at the tiny stores and buildings, some that stood at (only) ten storeys or so. She frowned. It’s completely different from the one on Akibastar…That one covers an entire continent. It was one of the perks of having a planet dedicated almost completely to 0048 - the shopping district was literally a country.
“Ah, I’m Takahashi Miyuki,” Miyuki said, still distracted by all the strange, new sights passing by in front of her. The large electronic boards advertising goods and stuff were…well, tiny by her standards, although some stood as tall as a building. And how come the images don’t change? Miyuki thought to herself. Come to think of it, why is it even mounted? I thought that advertisement boards were all holographic by now…She shook her head, trying to clear it of the confusion. “So where are we going?”
Shizuku was still walking with the same pace she had when she was leading Miyuki away from the crowd. Realizing she had no direction in mind, she began to slow down. Now that they were side by side, Shizuku was able to really look at her. When Miyuki spoke, she did so with a faraway look, as if she were remembering something else. It was clear her mind wasn’t here, and Shizuku had to pull her away from walking straight into a street lamp.Thankfully the mic was now gone. Shizuku recalled how Miyuki held it in front of her defensively. A mic wouldn’t be too useful as a weapon. Shizuku mused. Miyuki’s outfit was definitely one you didn’t see too often. She stood out like a sore thumb amid the plainly dressed passerby’s. Unfortunately enough, Shizuku caught Miyuki on a weekend—Which means Shizuku looked like an 80-year-old woman. Groan.
Shizuku was finished with her errands, so there really was nothing left for her to do but go home. “So where are we going?” She let the question hang in the air. Why is this girl still following me? She asked herself. Shizuku found herself questioning what led her to helping out this stranger anyway. She had brought her away from the busy streets filled with gawking people. She had answered her question. Her part was done now, wasn’t it? It was true that she said “Let’s talk somewhere else.” But… What was there to talk about?
Confused on what to do, she almost asked, “Don’t you have somewhere to go?” Surely she wasn’t planning on standing around there before Shizuku came? Before she had the chance, her stomach rumbled, signaling it was time for her to eat. She glanced over at Miyuki, then checked her watch. You can’t just abandon her here. Shizuku sighed involuntarily. Why am I acting so strange today? ”Would you…” She hesitated. It’s okay. She reassured herself. It will be a while before the next bus comes. I might as well grab something to eat. She shook her head, started over. “Are you hungry? Let’s have lunch.”
While others were staring at her clothes which made her stand out, Miyuki was staring right back at them. Woah! These clothes are all made of wool or something, right? I don’t think we had woolen stuff or leather in our time…Sheeps and cows went extinct with the Earth. Although her brightly patterned uniform stood out, she hadn’t realised it at all herself - in her mind, it was everyone else who was dressed differently. Ah. She glanced at Shizuku, who didn’t appear to be wearing a school uniform or anything. So…It’s a weekend, I guess? Wait, did they have school back in this time? God, I should’ve paid more attention in history classes…Miyuki hadn’t noticed Shizuku’s ‘grandma’-like fashion sense at all, as she had no idea about the fashions of the twenty first century…But did notice that some of the passing teenage girls were giving her slightly condescending looks.
Miyuki shrugged. “I have no idea. This is my first time around these parts…Actually, I’m not really sure how I got here in the first place.” Her eyes lit up at the mention of food. “Something to eat? Yes! Yes please! Y-you have chicken, right? And beef? And fish?” Chickens, cows, and fish were pretty much extinct in her time - all the meat were from animals that resembled them. Ha! Wait till I get back and I tell the other girls I ate extinct animals! Extinct! I can’t wait to see the looks on their faces! Speaking of eating, Miyuki had a prodigious appetite - among the kenkyuusei, she was the one who ate the most. In fact, her friends even commented that she ate enough for their entire group…By herself. Gotta hold back though here…After all, chickens might be endangered already, right? Can’t eat too many of them…She blinked, worrying needlessly about the extinction of chickens.
(Source: jurinathesecond)
