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Kaguya lifted himself up after leaving his bill and tip on the table. He grabbed his guitar while eyeballing his surroundings to make sure no one was going to stop him while he walked out. He gave a light yawn and stretched then walked towards the door of the cafe. He didn't bother to give a reminder to Sandy so she could call him. He figured if she really wanted to sing then she can contact him on her own time. Once he exited and made it outside he looked side to side. First to his right where he noticed his apartment was and then he looked towards the left. Pretty much a busy city that gets even better every step you take from home. Kaguya slide his guitar over him, slid a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one and lit it before going left. He figured he'd stick to his first plan and go to the beach. It was one of his peaceful spots that he has been wanting to visit for awhile but never came across going.

As the red haired man walked through the concrete jungle quite a bit of the people of Nazo noticed him and waved. Some of these were people who listened to his tracks and other's were just those who went to his gigs. It wasn't anything he felt praise about and sometimes found it a little annoying when he couldn't get any time away from it. None-the-less, that didn't stop him from being nice or nice enough to stop for a few. His last intervening was actually right at the entrance of the beach. Only a few people who only wanted an autograph on their CDs. Kaguya didn't expect himself to be that known only being local but little did he know. This was the world now and it wasn't as big as it use to be.