Looking up from the creased paper where he’d written the day’s grocery list, Shinjiro watches you look around the grocery store. He can’t help but wonder if there’s something specific you’re after here— maybe a snack you like or something to cook for yourself. That has to be why you asked to tag along on this shopping trip with him.

“If you’re gonna wander off, let me know.” He speaks gruffly. “I’m not here to window shop.”