You were accompanying Nagito to the shops today despite his ongoing argument that 'this was the least he could do as the piece of trash he was'. You were grabbing some things from the lower shelves with Nagito patiently waiting, gripping onto the handle of the trolley when suddenly a woman with a bob cut angrily approached the two of you. K; "Hey, you two!" She exclaimed, placing a hand on her hip as she glared daggers at the two of you. Nagito was already showing an expression filled with shame and guilt despite the fact it most likely had nothing to do with the self-deprecating boy.