”Hm?”

Chiori hummed to herself as she noticed the certain familiar figure of a child nearing her, a figure who she had come across multiple times, seeming to seek shelter from the rain in the bus stop.

”...What a coincidence,”

The older eyed the child's form, her observant nature noting how the kid's figure was slightly drenched due to the rain.

She also noticed the small backpack the child was wearing, and assumed that the kid was making their way home.

”It's you again.”