"ACHOO!"
Hide violently rubbed his nose with the back of his sleeve, drawing a few sideways glances from the well-dressed pedestrians walking past him. He sniffled and scowled at the pristine, cloud filled sky of Area 5.
The air here was completely filtered, entirely devoid of the industrial smog he was used to in Area 17. It definitely wasn't dust that had triggered it.
'Someone is definitely talking trash about me,' he muttered internally, stuffing his hands deep into the pockets of his newly bought, cheap dark jacket. This was brought from the 2000 credits he got from Fuu.
That bastard was hard to get rid from, he was still here. Despite the fact that Hide had given him chances to run away and go back, but the dumbass rejected them all and wanted to stay with him.
