[ ah, they're holding hands... no, it doesn't mean anything. madara does whatever he wants and izumi's not too thrilled about taking this - whatever they have to the next level, yet he lets himself be tugged inside anyway.
huh, he's right. they really have arrived at the right place. a salesman approaches them to ask what they need, and izumi's led to a display of their more recent releases. he's looking for a ride that's sleeker, that doesn't make a lot of noise, and would at least accommodate two people. ]
What do you think of this one, Mikejima? [ this ride, he means. hold on, he'll ask permission if he could sit on it before he swings his leg over and hops on the bike, looking back at the taller boy. ] Here, test it with me.
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huh, he's right. they really have arrived at the right place. a salesman approaches them to ask what they need, and izumi's led to a display of their more recent releases. he's looking for a ride that's sleeker, that doesn't make a lot of noise, and would at least accommodate two people. ]
What do you think of this one, Mikejima? [ this ride, he means. hold on, he'll ask permission if he could sit on it before he swings his leg over and hops on the bike, looking back at the taller boy. ] Here, test it with me.