Ayato and Itto were navigating throughout the crowd — Ayato leading the way since Itto had ZERO idea where they were going, he just came along to the mall to be Ayato’s guard dog.

Itto kept treading behind, whistling as he looked down before abruptly pausing, noticing the amount of bags Ayato was dragging with him before spinning him around.

“Ooh, can I carry those for you? Pleaaase?” Itto blurted out, looking like a kid pointing to something they wanted in a store rather than a bunch of bags.