There was that feeling again that the magician knew what he was thinking of. Akito disliked it intensely. He preferred it when he could read other people, not the other way around, especially when he was still trying to untangle his mental cabinet on Hibiki.
But, like everything else, Akito buried it. The smile snapped on and he chuckled. "You don't owe me anything, especially after a show, food, and even an offer to satisfy my curiosity. If anything, I should owe you." He scratched the back of his head but followed anyway, eyes still studying Hibiki until he saw the stall.
It was strange. Akito rarely paid much attention to this sort of thing, but there was something that was tugging away, nagging at him to look. One mask in particular caught his eye. It was black fox's mask decorated with red and bronze lines. (http://img3.etsystatic.com/000/0/5203101/il_570xN.297934691.jpg)
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But, like everything else, Akito buried it. The smile snapped on and he chuckled. "You don't owe me anything, especially after a show, food, and even an offer to satisfy my curiosity. If anything, I should owe you." He scratched the back of his head but followed anyway, eyes still studying Hibiki until he saw the stall.
It was strange. Akito rarely paid much attention to this sort of thing, but there was something that was tugging away, nagging at him to look. One mask in particular caught his eye. It was black fox's mask decorated with red and bronze lines. (http://img3.etsystatic.com/000/0/5203101/il_570xN.297934691.jpg)