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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: Shinko Misuto Character Portrait: Takashi Kuran
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Takashi Kuran

With a wide, optimistic grin, Takashi plucked, snatched, and grabbed anything at the table that interested him in any way, however trivial. Just as he was about to grab a slice of watermelon beside all the other fruits, a soft voice spoke out, “Gomenasai. I wasn’t watching where I was going.” Turning to the silver haired girl clutching a plate filled with precisely proportioned amounts of fruit beside him, he blinked a few times before simply giving her a reassuring smile, signaling that there was no harm done. He thought it was a little strange how she was apologizing when she hasn't even done anything wrong but didn't want to be rude so the red head opted to just brush it off.

Observing the girl for a moment, the Kuran noticed her long, eye-catching silver hair. Hmm... Silver hair. Where have I seen silver hair...? He thought to himself. Takashi had an almost impeccable memory, remember almost every single detail that caught his eye. The introductions... Oh, that's right! That Soda girl, what was her name? Sh... Shinko?

Turning back to the girl he gave her a soft smile before turning back to the food. "You're Shinko, right?" He asked, glancing over to the girl. Slightly losing interest in the food on the table, and deciding to humor the girl with a small conversation. Grabbing a fork from a nearby table, Takashi began to pick food off of his plate. Humming in satisfaction at the taste of the food, he continued to eat before his mind began to wander. The food oddly made him nostalgic and reminded him of home and the home cooked meals his mom made him every single day. He really missed his family; they weren't able to make it due to some trouble with his grandparents. He remembered being incredibly frustrated when they first told him the news, but after locking himself away in his room, he slowly fell into a pit of disappointment.

Takashi didn't usually act like this, and even his parents noticed, but they understood how the stress of the Beverage Wars and finding out that he wouldn't have any family with him just made it all the more stressful. Realizing his grin dropped, and he was staring rather blankly at the food on his plate, Takashi shook off the depressing thoughts before rolling his shoulders, snapping his sagging muscles back into place before attempting to smile again. His mouth curved upwards slightly and he knew the others looking on would easily be able to realize it was a forced smile. Keeping his face turned away from the silver haired girl, he forced a small chuckle before mumbling out, "E-excuse me,". Putting his filled plate on the same table he took the fork from, he quickly walked off to the restroom. Once there, he let out a heavy sigh, leaning against the sink. Running his hands across his face, he flicked on the faucet. Placing his hands under the freezing water, he stood there a moment, his mind wandering off once again.

With a firm shake of his head, a strong sigh escaped his lips once again. Giving himself a splash of the Arctic cold water, he ran his hand through his red locks glancing at himself at the mirror. Comparing his image to the others, he completely agreed with the woman who mistook him for a simple civilian not too long ago. He really didn't look like one of the high poised, elegant contestants that participate in the competition.

I don't care about Wine anymore... I just want this over with so I can go back home.