Wearing a black yukata without a flower drawing in it except for the Black Spire Lily that was diligently drawn to grow from his feet,
a middle-aged man stood tally. By tall, it was a lie, as this man, despite being an adult, his height was less average than normal adults, only barely reaching 164cm.
His black yukata covered his entire body, while slightly exposing his tender chest above. With such attire, his hair weren't tidied but not too messy.
His hair slightly longer compared to others, his bang concealed his eyes a little, making his face barely noticeable.
If one was to mention his charming point from his current appearances now, they would say his well-positioned nose and the perfect-sized lips that matched with.
His face looks like it was personally designed by gods, not only woman but even a man might feel slightly charmed to him.
However, if he lifted that bang of his up, they would be entranced by that eyes of his. The moment they noticed it, they would found themselves staring at it for a full minute.
Of course sex didn't matter to it. As men and women, will feel the same.
"H… he is so cute!"
Yep he is Kuro.
Kuro(??) held an infant in his arm as he stared at the street in front, emotionlessly, as if he lost the capability to feel any emotions.
Getting at the front scenery, Kuro, along with the small infant in his arm, teleported his way out—reappearing in somewhere far distant…
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In a blink of eyes, Kuro arrived in the Moon, as he appeared exactly where the ruins existed. Huge walls surrounding city was still there but it was full of holes for some reason.
Civilisations existed here in the past but there were no longer a person… well except for one person.
"Pekora. Help me out." With a cold voice, Kuro(??) said to the woman with rabbit ears and human ears in her head.
"Kuro!" Pekora became slightly dramatic as tears welled up from her face, which Kuro wiped out.
"Help me out." Making the crying crazy rabbit calm down was a troubling things even in the past. However after much attempt, she calmed down as she nodded to Kuro's request.
Willing to work with him, Kuro extended his hand in front after laying the infant in the ground.
Meanwhile Pekora took his hand as their hands held each other, their fingers interlocking within. As the two closed their eyes, the two spatial energy rippled throughout the planets as white light shone.
"Take care of that children, Pekora."
'Hmm… I'm probably going to regret making this request.' Making such a thoughts, Kuro disappeared leaving only Pekora and the strange infant there.
Soon after Kuro disappeared, magic circle appeared in the space as a cheeky-bra-… adult-looking brat appeared.
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Kuro, once again teleported to somewhere.
He knows that he knows this place but he doesn't know where this place is. I am terribly dorry for that confusing paragraph.
From the look of it, it looked like the modern Japan, ranging from between 2,000~2,100.
[Ki Sense]
Kuro's mind pictured the landscape along with the countless humans in it. Tokyo… students, office worker, bus driver, trains…
'Where is this?' He really don't know where this is. The main reason being that he didn't chose when going out but he really don't get where this is.
It's far too ordinary. As time passes, it may reveal itself—like a world like GANTZ, where the alines attack, or perhaps it's an ordinary world where the main character gets in truck accident.
Or it is an place where the main characters do romcoms.
Right after when Kuro arrived here, the snow has started falling as the cold winds felt through Kuro's skin.
Ignoring the cold sensation and walking past the seemingly ordinary-peaceful scenery, Kuro arrived in front of the gigantic decorated tree.
Moving to the side near the stations, Kuro imitated the actions of taking somrthing from his yukata pocket as he took out an item from his storage ring.
Instead of hacking into the system and making a hundred thousand dollars in an instant, Kuro chose the harder way as he laid down the cup in front of him, taking a little bit of distance.
When he was ready, he cancelled hiding his presences—the peoples passing by began noticing his strange attire that didn't match the current season.
More than the person of this age, he looked like person that came from the past due to his yukata.
Seeing the cup laid in front of him a distance away, the passerby noticed his intention—some stopped to see what he's going to do because he carried nothing.
Kuro carried no instrument for him to play nor was there any tools for him to show some tricks. He was bare-handed. People only stopped because of his strange attire and… his look.
Not caring the attention he took, as he was long since used to it, Kuro lowered his stances.
[: Higanbana]
As Kuro's right leg stepped in, black light spreads across the ground as it formed a red spider lily in the ground.
The red spider lily in the ground shone in crimson light for a moment before turning into black.
"Wow… what kind of magic trick is that? It's my first time seeing it."
"He must be a hired entertainers here in Tokyo. They sure put in a great effort in it."
By the time Kuro began taking more attentions, he has begun his 'dance' in slow motions—as the situation are far too clear to the observers, the 'dance' looked specially fascinating.
After the first exaggerated performances, his action afterward looked normal but it was clear and clean, making it very gentle for the observers' eyes.
"He is better than disneyland's janitor!"
"He is so cute…" no matter how great he looked, there's no way one would suddenly look at him romantically. After all, this is Japan. Young masters aren't traveling overboard.
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By the time Kuro's 'dance' ended, the skies became darker as the cup was filled with 10~500 Yen coins.
Although he didn't make that much, it was an okay money to survive for at least a night.
Kuro exhaled a warm breath as he cooled his red arm. From his mouth, an snow-white mist for ed iut as it disappeared to the sky.
Looking past the glowing cities as the pure-white snow silently fell from the above, Kuro's heart were embraced with tranquilly.
The night calmed him as the strength from his shoulder loosened—upon looking onto the starry sky, the ring of bell, the loving chatter of a couples, the sound of an engine, everything was erased.
Kuro walked through the silent street as only the sound of loneliness remained.