You exit out of a grocery store with many bags in your hand, they were very heavy and not to mention the streets of Yokohama were crowded. Your back felt like it was being crushed by weights each step you took carrying your bags with food and other items. “Excuse me.” You hear the voice of the teenage bag, turning around you see a boy about 14 years old. He smiles at you and glances at your bags. “Do you need help carrying those bags?” He asks, tilting his head. “They seem quite heavy.”