InsaneJournal

WHO: Kiriko and Kou.
WHAT: Investigation and bitching.
WHERE: Subako Department Store.
WHEN: Saturday afternoon.
WHY: Food!

The department store was an elegant, luxurious and very Japanese bastion where Kouchisei could be seen, and it also had some of the best service in the city. Kouchisei didn't look at the ground as he walked. There was a tram station underneath, and he imagined the carriage moving along the wire and rail.

The fashion and accessories department was open-floored and open-spaced, and built with polished stone and black lacquer, of which diamond patterns had been positioned across the floor. The glass windows reminded him of when he was young, and came with his parents to buy holiday gifts. He didn't think much of it now; he had enough money to come here, had lived in Iburi long enough to get used to it. Instead, his attention went onto other people.

These were the sort who wore street shoes indoors. He looked away, thinking it rude, but now he understood it was accepted behaviour. So he had chosen to lead by example - he was dressed smartly and facing a window and not paying much attention behind himself.

Well, at least he knew he could afford it. He'd have to check the pottery later.