She was so familiar to him, as though she was a dream he had soon forgot and to her he was nothing at all but the person who made her glow and she wonders if she'll finally be able to say it- Unaware that it was fate tying them both together now; De...
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"Despite being a small village, the place is packed." Yasuhara and the others stood right outside the gates of the village. The whole place itself was designed for the festival, different stalls lined up with their own extravagant designs with bright lanterns and string of lights hanged above them to show the way.
"It sure looks nice." John genuinely watched as children, couples, friends and old-folk walked around with wide smiles on their faces, mostly youngsters. Some of them wore familiar faces as they are people that Yasuhara and Madoka interviewed.
"It looks suffocating. Let's leave, these are for children." Masako lifts the sleeve of her kimono to cover her lips, her eyes judging the groups of people walking around. Yet despite her commentary, her eyes glimmered in excitement.
"Oh, come on Masako-chan! It's a festival~" Mai cheers beside the medium, her outfit oddly resembled Masako's as the high school student wanted to get into the festival spirit.
"Oh my, festivals in Japan sure looks beautiful~!" Madoka smiles as she looks around. Lin and Naru behind her remained quiet, the air around them already wanting to leave.
Besides the boys— only Madoka, Ayako and Akemi remained wearing civilian clothing as they are a different size compared to the two high school student.
Akemi freshly cleaned with her outfit: A dark brown mini top dress, that tightened over her waist before letting loose below with the mini blouse dress reaching just a few inches above her thigh. The sleeves long and loose with the ends designed with intricate needle work of white threads. Akemi made sure to wear skinny blue jeans under the blouse-dress and her high ankle brown leather boots that warmed up her feet. Never forgetting her round-rimmed glasses, her golden threads opted to stay loose and hanging smoothly waved behind her with a face mask, covering half her face.
"So this is a Spring Festival!" Akemi's whole body brightened and glowed— her eyes shimmering at the sight of everything bright. Wrapping her arms around Ayako's free ones, she nudged the miko. "Ne~ ne~ Ayako-chan, let's try the food stalls around here!"
