Juuzou Suzuya

She wanted to cry. Composing usually takes her a few days, but when two of her friends proposed doing a song with her, she worked on it non-stop, even pulling some all nighters. She knew that her parents would disapprove of her behaviour, but she didn’t care. Just now, when she finally managed to create the perfect music for some lyrics her friend wrote, she was beyond exhausted.

"I promise you. If all my efforts on that piece got shot down the drain just because you tried to steal my wallet, I will kill you." She growled a little, before groaning, remembering how the music was written on the same piece of paper as the lyrics. She can’t lose everything! She just can’t!

"T-take as much time as you need. Just find it…" She mumbled, taking out her phone as she did so, racking her brain for methods to tell her friends that she lost everything.

Making his way to a corner of a store before a turn, he looked back at the girl with a bit of a worried expression, hoping that she'd take the hint and get the paper. 

The money wasn’t her biggest concern. It was one of her bigger concerns, but not the biggest. She didn’t mind the other keeping a part of it, to treat t as a reward for finding the paper. Who knows? Maybe it fell out of her pocket before the man even attempted to steal the wallet. Then she would have been asking him to do something unnecessary all this while. If so, she would be more than glad for him to keep half of what he attempted to steal, provided that she still had the document before he snatched the wallet, but oh well.

When he took out the wad of cash, she was a little less distressed than before. Maybe he was returning the money as a guarantee or something? She hated to think that he was just going to return the cash and make a run for his safety. Oh well. Even if he did, he technically wasn’t stealing anything anymore. Unless the document’s with him, but she highly doubt that that would happen. Currently, she was just watching his actions. The money did have a slightly off shape, but maybe it was because she didn’t sort out her cash properly, and he just grabbed it and went off. Though, when he flipped through the notes, his expression was rather peculiar. Slightly annoyed at the delay in returning her the money, she sighed.

He turned around and began to look for the 'missing' song again, taking his time to carefully examine his surroundings as if he was very concerned for the whereabouts of the piece. "Uh, still not seeing it. How much time do I have left?"

When he came back, she snatched the paper and quickly scanned through, before crumpling it and flinging it to a corner.

“Thanks for the receipt, but what I need now is the music sheet.” She glared, before sighing.

"… Find it. Soldier game is the only song I will ever sing with two of my friends, alone. Its important. Find it, and you could keep half the money you took. If not, I’ll report you to the police, now.”

This girl seemed pretty pissed at him though, and it was only a matter of time before the situation got worse and he would find himself in a quandary. He listened to her final threat and nodded his head in understanding.

Ah, so she did notice the money. So much for icecream, huh? He giggled a bit at himself for thinking he could still get away with it, so before continuing to look for the music sheet the stranger so desperately needed he pulled the money out of his back pocket and went over to give it to her. He stopped and pulled the money back to him, feeling an odd thickness to it. Flipping through the bills he discovered a folded piece of paper between the currency. He face dropped at the sight of the paper as he mouthed an 'oh.'

Opening the wallet, she took a quick glance. Her important things were still there. None of her cards were gone at least, and her photos were all tucked in their respective compartments. Then she went to check a pocket which was wide open.

She wanted to send him to the nearest hospital there and then. She wanted to, so badly. Her music sheet for her latest song was gone. It most likely fell out when the wallet supposedly flew out, and dropped out of the open pocket. Still, she was beyond pissed off.

Walking quickly, she grabbed the collar of the adult, and yanked it to her level as hard as she possibly could, growling at him.

Music sheet, huh? So she was a musician? Or maybe it was just a song that she held dear to her, who knows. Flashing her a nervous grin, he began to scan the surrounding sidewalk for a second time before glancing up to her. "Why only two minutes? Can't it be three? Or to make it really fun you could lessen it to 30 seconds." It almost sounded like a game to Juuzou.

Two minutes to locate a music sheet he'd never known had existed or else he'd receive Hell. Honestly, Hell would be pretty hard to give Juuzou, but the young man didn't say a word. No used making the situation more tense and so he began to scope the area quite thoroughly before coming across a folded paper under the table of a cafe. 

As soon as her target fell, she sped up, before crossing her arms and staring at the other. 

“Where is my wallet?” She glared, extending her hand to the other, expecting the male to just hand her over the item. She was wondering which idiot thief will keep the evidence after getting what they want, because in all seriousness, if it was Maki, she would just grab the money and dispose of the evidence. Maybe drop it off at a station claiming she found it on the streets. She glared a little more as soon as she thought of that, silently hoping that the article was still with the idiot in front of her.

He patted his hands around the area surrounding him blindly before actually moving his face to examine his surroundings. Wow did everything look different when you were so close to the ground. He hesitantly got up and for the first time faced the girl. He didn't have the wallet in his pockets but he checked again just as a precautionary measure. Nope, still not there. He shrugged his shoulders with a dumb smile on his face.

"Sorry, ma'am, but I think I dropped it when I fell over. You're quite the fast runner, huh?" He said as he began to make slow steps around. There it was, fell off the curb into the streets! He picked it up and handed it to her, leaving no room for actually explaining what he was doing before trying to walk off. 

After walking for a while, she turned her attention to a vending machine at a corner. Thinking for a moment, she sighed and placed her right hand in her pocket to take out her wallet. She was maybe slightly thirsty, and had nothing to lose.

Making his way down the sidewalk at a relatively relaxed pace, he payed no attention to the sounds of a dashing person increasing behind him. He figured for the most part that it was just someone running late to their classes or something, or perhaps a sprinter training for a competition. No real need to worry, but even so curiosity got the best of him and he turned around.

Shaking his head to answer her question, he nudged her and pointed in the direction of the benches. He found a ring over there once so maybe some other jewelry had shown up there before? "I don't know if it'd be over there, but the same things have the tendency to show up in the same places in this park. Wanna check?"

She laughed at his slightly reassuring pep talk. People from other places are cool? She could agree with that.. After all, most of her new friends were from places that were far from Vers- no, in fact, all of them were. 

Vers, what was that like? Oh how did he wonder, but they'd made it to the park so he didn't bother to ask any more into it. Top priority should have been to find the pendant. Now arrived at their destination, he was ready to tear the lawn out of the park looking.

She smiled, “I’m not.. Was my question a giveaway?” 

Someone who wasn't from here? That was something new, he'd never get to meet many people who weren't already born here. Juuzou nodded his head for the girl, confirming her suspicions. "Yes, your question would be out of place from someone who was from here, so it's natural to assume that you're not! But it's totally okay, people from other places are cool!"

She smiled, nodding. So Juuzou was a good person then. That made her feel relieved as she mimicked his hopping. Juuzou was a good person and he certainly seemed like an interesting person. 

She faced him, a confused expression on her face, “What are trends?”

Juuzou was taken aback by her question, but careful to not seem rude he smiled at her and answered her question. "Trends are something like what is considered the cool or current thing to do. For example snap back hats are a current trend right now but ten or twenty years from now no ones going to want to wear them." 

He looked at Asseylum with a bit of a quizzical expression. "Are you not from around here?"

Juuzou shrugged his shoulders and faced the girl. "Maybe they thought it was some cool new trend and that they wouldn't get in trouble."