"I'm bored, Onii-san... You said we were going home... This is boring... I want to go home, Onii-san..."

A childlike voice arose from behind as the young man felt a hasty tug at his clothing, purple hair and purple eyes emerged as Kokichi appears behind his back gripping his waistline with his hands tightly locked together. Kokichi is too small to reach any higher. The young man sighs, turns round and picks him up in his arms. Kokichi giggles.