   Yet again, here he found himselfâ the Red Light District. With how much he frequented the area, it would be easy to guess why he was here, but assuredly, he wasnât here for the usual sort of carnal pleasures one might find. As always, it was for material pleasure... of finding broken garbage to fix and sell. Though, with how early into the night it was, Rinnosuke felt it would have been a bad idea to look for things now. Too many people about.
... Not that he was stealing, anyways. But... awkward situations were something the man felt like avoiding. Being accused of a pervert or a thief (or both) wouldnât fly right by him.
Thatâs why, with a cheap cigarette in-hand, the man was standing around near a local bar, waiting for things to die down a bit. ... Needless to say, this still made him an obvious target for solicitors who were trying to make money in the usual way about these parts. And thatâs why, when the man found his sleeve being tugged at from behind, the man winced.
âAh... no, er, Iâm quite alright, thank you. I donât need anyth... oh.â
âI remember you.â
   Cutting himself off, Rinnosuke his head to find, with mild surprise, a familiar face... of a particularly noisy girl he had the âpleasureâ of dealing with before.
@brackenprincessâ
