#kimaguretamer

It's been a while since Kouichi's had a bad dream, really. He's been too often thinking of other things and preoccupied with what else was going on. But he recognizes the dream world easily this time, with the cautious smoke swirling around and the hint of salt on his tongue. His waking world was forgotten for the foreboding atmosphere, as if he could trip into a monster at any given moment.

Although nothing happened the warrior of darkness still summoned his fractal code to scan and spirit evolve. If he was thinking clearly he might have found it strange to do so, but in the dream it made sense to him. So soon he was walking around into the thick of the fog infested world.

Miyako stood in front of her favorite bakery, Paris Patisserie. A highly expensive sweets shop that was rated the best in the whole region. Why was she here? To eat her heart out that her money allowed her. Every two months, she would come here, having saved up money just for this event that she had for herself. It was silly, but it was her day to just enjoy herself a little more.

Especially after recent events, she felt more reclined to cheer herself up. Just before she entered the shop, Miyako accidentally bumped into another teenage girl with a small body frame and made her fall.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Are you okay? I hope I didn't injure you anywhere!"