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Natsumi stopped to look at the clothes on display, not at a department show, but at a college. Clearly one of fashion.
A white shirt with purple accents caught her eye, making her step closer.
"Izumi Hina..." she murmured.
"Hmm? Yes?"
"What?"
"What?"
Natsumi stared at the girl next to her, mind catching up after a few seconds. "This is yours?"
"Mhm, it's not my favorite piece, but..."
"Why not? It's very good."
"Purple isn't...it's a long story. But it's not my favorite color to work with."
This was a World of Heroes, Natsumi knew. Perhaps this girl knew the hero? But Tsukasa had said they weren't needed here. Not at the moment.
"It's one of mine, so I'm sorry to hear that."
"Oh no! I'm sorry!"
Natsumi chuckled. "It's fine. But you really make your own clothes?"
"Yeah! I could make you something, if you wanted, cause I insulted your color."
Natsumi stared at her. They had barely met right now. And she was willing to do this for her?
"I'm not going to be able to stay very long..."
Hina shrugged. "That's okay. I'm going to France soon, too. But if I can reach out a hand today..."
This girl definitely knew the hero. But if she was offering...
"I'd like that, then, if it truly won't trouble you."
"If you can't stay, you have an address, right?"
Now that was a good question. But...she'd find a way, she decided.
"I'll try and stay, if that's okay."
"Traveler? My friends are like that," Hina said as she took Natsumi's hand, leading her to presumably a classroom.
"Something like that," Natsumi replied faintly.