"UMAI-!" You heard a voice yell from the inside of a cheap, small restaurant that usually only would sell Onigiri and Soup.

"UMAI-!" You heard it again. It was quite interrupting.

After some time, you saw a young man with bright, yellow hair and red ends, walking out of the restaurant. You peek inside and see he was the only customer.

A chuckle "I might come here regularly." He'd bow at the owner before leaving and walking toward a near by Station.