◣ chuuya-san ◥ :

  The tighter grip is noticed, but no comment is given towards it. Instead he

    silently wonders if telling her that she was allowed to do whatever she

    wanted. To be honest, as long as it wasn’t anything particularly harmful, he

    didn’t see the issue. While she was a member of the Port Mafia, she was

    still a kid and most likely had kid-like interests to go along with it.

    Babysitting would go a lot easier if she was doing something childlike, he

    figures. “Probably,” Chuuya begins, not for certain the exact location of one,

    but it’s more than likely that there’s one nearby. “I’m not sure where it is

    right off the bat, but I bet we can find something.”

◣ ✿ ◥ So it appeared that her pre-planned explanation of improving accuracy and reaction time and such weren’t needed. Kyouka could never be too sure when it came to adults, especially now that said adults that took care of her were hardened criminals. Nodding, she thought back to the maps she’d memorised to figure out where the closest arcade was (or at least, the most probable location of one), and, ah, she was in luck. With no verbal warning, she changed direction, dragging the executive along with her. “There’s one this way.”