He went to a souvenir shop, located in the middle of bustling Tokyo on the weekend. Maybe this is the 20th time he's come to this place to look for a few old items, as long as it suits him.

And his eyes suddenly landed on an old item, old book, he didn't use it, it just looked familiar and he wanted to check it out. Then suddenly, another pair of small hands touched that item.

"hah?"

He frowned and turned to look at you, who was planning to take that item while he hadn't even had time to look closely