I could feel the excitement in the air. Smells of different foods surrounded us, making my mouth water. I eyed the stalls, they had a large variety of food here.
And why wouldn't they?
It's the Spring Festival, after all.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Foods like yakisoba noodles, takoyaki ( fried octopus in battered balls ), and yakitori ( chicken on skewers ) adorned the stalls and a very heavy barbecue scent lingered in the air.
It was now 7:14 PM.
The sun had set sometime ago, and the sky was now draped in a bluish-purple hue with pearl-like stars illuminating the vast sky above us.
It had been a long, long time since I'd gone to a festival like this one. I zoomed past stalls, looking at one thing and searching for another.
Aizawa waddled behind me, walking slower than a turtle.
His hands were tucked away in the pockets of his black pants, and his mouth was covered by his usual scarf. His eyes, however, were shooting daggers towards me.
"𝑂ℎ 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑆ℎ𝑜, 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒"
He grunted and kept walking, slouching along the way.
He could've just sucked it up and kept walking. But no, He just had to be a prick about it and really, I didn't beg him to come with me, did I? No.
He could've left me the moment I mentioned the idea, I hadn't forced him to stick around with me. If he really hated coming with me, he should've left.
I frowned and walked back to the yakitori stall.
I can just get something to eat and enjoy this place a little. I don't need him to keep me company.
