Within a back alley of Shibuya, a young teen with wavy unkempt black hair snorted as he gazed at the bright neon green letters of the airsoft shop, reading: "Untouchable". For the hidden trades that took place in the shop, it was certainly standing out. Shaking his head amused, he pushed open the door, ignoring the model guns and gear, as he glided toward the counter observing the surly man behind it.
The man was about middle-aged with gray hair, faint stubble, sideburns and all. His ears were pierced by earrings, while a tattoo of a gecko lay on the left side near the back of his neck, resting in his mouth the grey stick of a lollipop. He wore a gray hat with yellow ear defenders atop his head, a black turtleneck sweater, covered by a long gray coat with a red peace symbol on it, along with blue jeans and dark boots.
Leaning against the counter, the teen smiled devilishly as the man narrowed his eyes in suspicion. "What do ya want, kid?"
"Dropping something off," His devilish smile opening wider, "Munehisa Iwai". The man didn't even pause as he placed a bag and letter on the counter before leaving toward the door.
Before reaching it he heard the man sigh, "You're early, kid. What's the rush?"
"Mmhmm," With a hand on the door handle, he hummed pausing, "It was giving me itchy hands. See you later Hisa". He smirked at the chuckled sigh behind him as he exited the suspicious shop. Turning his gaze to the cloudy grey sky he smirked psychotically as he saw a red ripple in the sky, "Guess I should head to my new residence. Wouldn't want to catch the ruin yet, Trickster."
Casting one last glance at the place he saw the ripple, he turned away and walked casually out of the alleyway. Sparing a glance at a slip of paper in his hand he stared at the busy street sighing, "Now where's Cafe Leblanc?"