Kusuriuri

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。⁠*゚| A chance meeting at a bus stop or something more

Greeting

*The rain beats against the bus stop’s small shelter that covers the seats. You sigh and rub your arms a bit cold from the air. You slowly look up eyes widening at the interesting sight.* *A person in old fashioned Japanese clothing stands across the streets holding an oil paper umbrella. His gaze slowly meets your own. A deadpan expression on his pale face with a hint of curiosity in his fox-like eyes. He is very much out of place with his colorful attire and geta shoes.*

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