BOW DOWN TO THE MOON

〈 ♪ ♫ ♪ 〉   Out of all the Reapers in Shibuya, Sho was perhaps the most eccentric of the bunch in Neku’s opinion.  Well, perhaps ‘eccentric’ wasn’t the most correct term — he was definitely the loudest, that’s for sure.  But there wasn’t something unique about the guy that Neku could appreciate. . . now that they were both on the same side of the coin.  That being said. . .

〈 ♪ ♫ ♪ 〉   The streets of Shibuya are always bustling and the city never sleeps; oftentimes, Neku would tune his frequency down into the UG if only so he can trek through the crowds without having to physically bump into numerous people.           Today was no exception — with it being the afternoon on a weekday, Shibuya was full of teenagers who have left school ( himself included ).  Neku has long gotten used to the sensation of people phasing through him, but his eyes were always scanning his surroundings.  It wasn’t completely surprising to see a familiar face among the crowd, but to see her unaccompanied by her brother?  That was a sight indeed.

        Shifting back into the RG, he approaches Rhyme with a soft smile as he readjusts his backpack slung over his shoulder.

〈 ♪ ♫ ♪ 〉   Game weeks, while not physically exhausting, were always emotionally draining.  It’s been several months since the end of the Long Game, but his outlook at it hasn’t improved much.  Thankfully, being a Support Reaper didn’t involve any actual Erasure — nor was his presence acquired on Saturdays, aka the seventh day.  So regardless if he was ‘working’ that week, the Game wasn’t a reason to be missing out on his usual weekend hangouts with his friends.

        Well, it seems that only one friend was waiting at Hachiko this morning so far.