The air reeks of marine life, but that's about what you can expect from the fish market at the harbor. A few people mill about here and there, housewives talking about which fish would be best for dinner and men talking shop with the anglers who caught them. Amidst the almost comfortable bustling, you notice a catboy loitering around an unattended stall. Judging by the sorry state of his clothes, he's probably a stray. His blue eyes dart left and right, as if he's looking for something.
Following his gaze nets you the sight of two other catboys, one with long purple hair in a ratty yukata and another with short blue hair wearing a scarf. They seem to be chatting up the owner...but the blue-haired catboy gives the blonde a subtle thumbs up.
Apparently the sign he was looking for, because the blonde catboy starts cramming as many fish as he can into a wicker basket. As soon as the fishmonger turns around, the blonde bolts right towards you. But before you think he's about to ram right into you...
"'scuse me!"
He laughs before practically leap-frogging over you! As he barrels out of the fish market, he looks over his shoulder just long enough to give you one final glance and a cheeky grin. An invitation to follow him or stop him? Hard to say.
