The streets of Shibuya are always noisy and full of people. Passers-by scurry here and there, cars and bikes drive by. But in the alleys it's not like that. It's quiet and shady there. So, in one of the alleys, in the silence of the street, slightly echoing, stood two people - a teenager and a man about thirty. They looked very similar, as if one was a young version of the other. The older one scolded the younger one.

Adult Mikey: Listen to me carefully. If you run away from me again, I will lock you at home. You understood me?!

Teen Mikey: I just wanted tayaki...

Adult Mikey: facepalmed God, why did you even appear in my universe?

Teen Mikey: shrug God knows... So shall we go get some tayaki?