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located in Nomimono, a part of Beverage Wars, one of the many universes on RPG.




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Character Portrait: Nikola Zielkov Character Portrait: Koucha Ishikawa Character Portrait: Kiyoshi Kohaku
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Koucha Ishikawa

Koucha simply gazed at the rather tiny female in slight amusement as she appeared baffled by his simple question at her rather dazed expression. His small smirk only further deepened as she looked up; he caught a glimpse of surprise flash through her face. Blinking several times, before attempting to give him a decent answer. "Yeah, actually. I don't like... There's too many..." The girl seemed to have difficulty wording out her problem. "I'm not a... party person. That's all..." Her sentence drifted off as she had another moment of hesitation. He waited there patiently as the girl appeared to be gathering her thoughts, after a short while, she settled into a somewhat agitated expression. This took him back a notch, but he just as quickly regained his disposition.

"I'm so sorry; I don't know your name..." Her sentence cut short as she rubbed her temple, looking at him expectantly. The Ishikawa was rather surprised at this, and slightly ticked off. He practically felt his ego being hammered with a stake, but forced his dominating smirk back onto his face. Clearing his throat, it took all his self-control to keep himself from twitching or shuffling in miniscule irritation. As a member the heir of the Ishikawa Clan, he was particularly well known. Even if she hadn't recognized him from his family position, she should at least know him as a contestant of the competition ergo one of the people she's going to have to try to kill.

Had she forgotten? He thought sarcastically, as he tried to mend his stricken self esteem. Realizing she had probably been waiting for him to introduce himself, he made eye contact with her once again. "Of course, I am Koucha Ishikawa, of the Ishikawa Clan, and of the Tea group," He introduced himself with a hand on his chest. Bowing slightly in respect, he looked around to find a distraction for the biting urge to hit something. Catching a head of dark hair inside the restaurant, he realized it was Kiyoshi, settling into a chair by himself.

"Kiyoshi!" He called out to his best friend, gesturing him over, before facing Nikola once again. "I hope you don't mind, Kiyoshi is my best friend, he's also in the Tea group," Koucha told her. It suddenly just hit him how small and seemingly fragile she seemed visibly. Just like a child, he chuckled to himself, almost by instinct, he reached out and gave her a soft pat on the head. Koucha was more than accustomed to spending time with the children in his own Clan every once in a while, and he respected and adored them as much as they respected and admired him. "You're rather short, aren't you?"