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Young Koujaku
This was strange, Koujaku thought to himself as he saw a very familiar glint of red out of the corner of one of his crimson red eyes. It flashed by, but certainly it wasn’t Beni. The AllMate was perched on his opposite shoulder, glaring out at the crowds of adoring fans.
Then he saw it again, a kid that shared a striking resemblance to himself, all the way down to being clad in that deep red.
The hairdresser shuffled away from the crowd, excusing himself from the women and men alike who required his services to chase after this kid. Perhaps then he would get some answers, humouring many ideas in the turmoil of his mind.
An adoring fan who modeled their child after him?
Strange coincidence?
Long forgotten relative?
As Koujaku approached the child he extended to place a hand on his shoulder, kneelig down somewhat due to the difference in height.
“ Don’t you look familiar.. Where’s your mother?
赤スズメ
