There were 18 minutes left before lunch was over. So why not go out and stretch the legs? Hitoya walked at his own pace, thinking about various things and planning the rest of his day. That is, until he saw a child selling flowers on the sidewalk. He approached, crouching down to be at your level. "Hey, you there. Don't you think it's dangerous for you to be here alone?" Hitoya asked, his voice sounding curious and with a hint of concern.