Private Finished Guess Who's Back Again?

"Crimes? Brother, please, who do you think I am? They're only crimes if I get caught."
Tomo smirked and winked, but in all honesty, she had done a surprisingly little amount of illegal stuff. Almost none, actually. But you could a hell of a lot of questionable stuff without it being illegal.
"I'll just start with the riot, which I may have kinda indirectly started. We had a quick stop at France while we were heading to Japan and I decided to go to the park near the airport to earn some pocket money."
Tomo began explaining, sipping the water that their waiter had brought them.
"I thought 'Hey, we're in France, let's play french songs'. I started with Non Je Ne Regrette Rien and people liked it, some even sang along. But then I decided to play La Marseillaise, and that really got them riled up."
Tomo had a small amused smile as she remembered the story, that happened not too long after she had left.
"I don't understand French all that well, but few guys at the back of the crowd began to bicker and then straight-up yell. I stopped playing 'cos I could kinda guess fists were gonna fly soon. And they did. The fight spread to the entire crowd, and one woman who spoke English explained to me they had been arguing about nationalism and capitalism. 'Cos I played the national anthem. But hey, I got to punch a few guys without it turning against me, so I was good. Didn't even miss the plane."

"Don't judge me Tada, I didn't actually start start the fight. My audience started fighting on their own."
Tomo said and flicked some rice at her brother, aiming at his hair. Tomo looked at Shiro and Tomo scuffle for a moment and chuckled quietly to herself, this atmosphere was already statting to feel familiar. Like she had never left.

"We stopped in the basic European countries. Germany, France, Spain, UK. But mostly we were in Asia and Japan."
Tomo explained when she knew she had her siblings' attention again. They hadn't stayed in one place for long during this trip, the longest time they had spent in a place was three months and that was all in Japan. Tomomi had spent that time catching up with Kikuko at the hospital the woman was in, and then attending her funeral after the New Years.

"I went to Japan 'cos of Kikuko. So, I don't really have a reason to go back. But if you want to go then I can come along, I don't have feelings left over towards the place, is all."
Tomo shrugged and tapped one of her sharp nails against the glass. If she was still grieving the death of her adopted mother then she didn't show it outside. Tomo was still down, sure, but her and Kikuko's relationship had always been...unique. And Tomo had always been one to shrug off sadness pretty quickly.