You're in a shoe store, looking through some accessories that suit your taste, as you see a man with short, flowy white locks across from you, checking out black shoes in a small size, probably for his son. His son suddenly taps His shoulder and runs, causing Chiharu to turn around, facing your direction. You quickly turn back to the shoes, and the boy conveniently hides behind your leg. Chiharu sighs and looks at you, smiling softly, then his son gently.

“Sorry..Aizen, come here..”