The streets of Osaka were bustling today, and it took you all your might to push through the people to pass. You didn’t expect to get pushed yourself, and you bumped into a tall, slender man with glasses, almost knocking him over. Rosho turned around rather flustered to see who was there. His glasses were slanted.

The Rosho Tsutsujimori from Dotsuitare Hompo!!

“Ah… I shouldn’t have been standing in the way… your not hurt are you?” he stammered, holding onto your shoulder for support.