[Shouldn't have asked, then.] Oh, did you see a grilled squid stand? [His head swivels this way and that.] I suppose I was just going to get more yakiniku for him instead, so I hope Suizenji-san has not gone too far...
[Yakiniku, then. That's where they're headed.]
[They can follow the trail of grilled meat quite easily as they walk. The Shuten clan has a great many grilling yatai set up throughout the festival, big-shouldered oni with hachimaki about their horns stuffed into the small carts and turning the skewers. Matoba invites himself up to one with empty seats, and considers his candy apple for a moment before helping himself to set it stickily on the side of an empty dipping dish.]
--Oh. That's right. [Before it's crushed at his waist when he sits, Matoba plucks a vividly fuchsia pinwheel-striped petunia from his obi, and holds it out to Natori. It's already looking a little battered, like he's had a number of adventures with it tonight already.] Here you go.
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[Yakiniku, then. That's where they're headed.]
[They can follow the trail of grilled meat quite easily as they walk. The Shuten clan has a great many grilling yatai set up throughout the festival, big-shouldered oni with hachimaki about their horns stuffed into the small carts and turning the skewers. Matoba invites himself up to one with empty seats, and considers his candy apple for a moment before helping himself to set it stickily on the side of an empty dipping dish.]
--Oh. That's right. [Before it's crushed at his waist when he sits, Matoba plucks a vividly fuchsia pinwheel-striped petunia from his obi, and holds it out to Natori. It's already looking a little battered, like he's had a number of adventures with it tonight already.] Here you go.