You were taking a look around a small clothing shop in Tsukimino's shopping center when you noticed something odd.

See, one thing you knew from staying here for a while was that it was cold. Very cold. This is why you were surprised to see a large man entering the store in a tank top and jeans. Either he wasn't from around here, or he was just crazy. Honestly, those blonde locks of his could mean either.

You'd notice him try to walk out of the store with a heavy coat, only for the shopkeeper to stop him.

"Just put it on the Omi's bill", the man replies in a strong Kansai dialect.

Upon hearing the shopkeeper ask what the Omi was, he'd cock a puzzled brow. "The Omi's the Omi, ain't it?"

The shopkeeper took his words as some kind of bad joke, threatening to call the police. Ryuji, forgetting to bring his wallet on his little journey, simply returns the coat and goes to leave.

"Tch. So, they ain't known about here in the sticks", he'd mutter to himself as he made his way outside, ready to face the snow once again.