It hadn’t been the first time he’s been to Shinjuku, though it certainly wasn’t often that he did. Despite that, the sights of the city were something he was more of less accustomed to seeing. Bustling paths, excessive noises, eye-catching signs and similar attractions– virtually all these would go ignored by the blond that walked the busy streets.
“Kiriha, is it time to eat yet?” A voice grumbles out from his pocket in a low drawl.
At that, a corner of his mouth twitches. “No.” This was starting to get ridiculous. If he had a dollar for every time his partner tried repeating that on the train…
“Then when?”
“When we get there.”
“… You’re taking too long…”
Exhaling quietly through his nose as if to ease his irritation, he takes his Xros Loader from his jacket’s side pockets as he walks away from the crowds that pushed past each other.
“Greymon, be glad that I even bothered going out of my way to come here just for your nikuman. You still don’t know how human’s currencies work here, do you?” Silence. “Human currencies are something we use to get food– and it’s something that you’re eating straight out of my pockets.”
“I know that.” A series of low quibbling soon follows, though they weren’t coherent enough for the blond’s ears to comprehend word for word.
Closing his eyes briefly, a sigh escapes his lips. “If you understand that, then be quiet and have patience. You’ll have your fill when we get there.”
Now that he thought about it, he was only vaguely acquainted with some of the sights of Shinjuku– and although he’d already taken note of the more well-known areas for street food stalls, he still had to think about finding other efficient (and hopefully less-costly) ways of bringing food to his team’s mouths. He can’t just keep letting them stuff their faces with street foods and microwave dinners. Ah, how things would’ve been easier if he could just pluck DigiNoir from the trees like they used to, back in the Digital World…
A thought crosses his mind, and he very nearly grimaces out of wry amusement.
It was like he had a family to feed– and he was the breadwinner. Only worse.
