



The streets were populated, but not enough that they would have to weave around crowds. As they walked, she would start to hear music pouring out of different buildings, each with their own uniquely pulsing beat. Around them, vendors of trinkets and foods would beckon them over. Some were standalone stands, while others were set up to draw people into small shops. Kenta would glance at them, but he seemed to be waiting for something. He would glance to her every once in a while too.





Then she looked over some of the jewelry. Most of it made of clay, or smooth, colored stones. They were a particular style; one Shay wasn't too fond of. The rocks were lovely, but she'd never wear any of them. "Do you like any of these?"

"Oh, um..." He looked at the jewelry she had been going through and picked up a necklace with a smooth, light green pendant on it. The pendant was an odd curved shape. "This one's kinda cool. It looks like they were trying to go for a Magatama. Though, such a simple design, it might be by accident."
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