( Mika, in a fresh form no longer unfamiliar - dressed in the usual tight pants and thigh highs he wears regardless of his shape, his turtleneck and makeup done okay enough (no Kurapika to do it for him this time) - walks in step beside Ginger, a black earring split between them each, like those necklaces that comprise half a heart, meant to slot in with each other.
This place is - a lot. It sure is a lot! And while he finds himself less indifferent than before about all these things, what drives his step is more curiosity, than anything. He'd always thought a red light district would be slummy and miserable; Westerners, though, have put together this lurid place with showmanship. Still weird, but in a different way. He thinks they just passed a restaurant advertising an experience where you feed your partner like a baby bird... )
... You actually want to go into any of these places?
( He's curious, but it's still a bit intimidating, so he sticks close to Ginger, hand in lovable hand. )
iii after graduating from honkmimimi university
This place is - a lot. It sure is a lot! And while he finds himself less indifferent than before about all these things, what drives his step is more curiosity, than anything. He'd always thought a red light district would be slummy and miserable; Westerners, though, have put together this lurid place with showmanship. Still weird, but in a different way. He thinks they just passed a restaurant advertising an experience where you feed your partner like a baby bird... )
... You actually want to go into any of these places?
( He's curious, but it's still a bit intimidating, so he sticks close to Ginger, hand in lovable hand. )