A Day to have fun [Private]

The bright sun burned those that decided to walk among Karakura's thick asphalt streets, the sidewalks of the bustling city seemed lacking any space despite the itching heat that persisted for hours. Saisei stood against a wall, his fingers playing with the edges of his jacket as he watched the masses filter their way from one store to the next. Of course, he had his reasons for sticking around the area, but soon enough he had finished the majority of errands he found himself swamped with. As a glorified Mail-Man here in Karakura, it was obvious that he was ran around the entirety of the city without much choice. Days like this were rare, so he planned on taking it as far as he could.

With that being the case however, Saisei stretched and took in the scenery before smiling. Karakura is far from boring, his recent connection to the city being one he, and most, would find unbelievable. Nevertheless, here the Pink haired boy stood, taking in the populace without much thought. Slowly but surely, the heat that once beat against the streets forced its way to the side of the shops, the awnings that defended most of the entrances no longer protecting them. With minutes quickly ticking down, Saisei stepped forward from the wall, bringing his own jacket closer to his figure. Not many knew of him, even fewer knew someone like him existed. It was all an easily forgotten set of information anyways, at least, this is what the boy thought himself.

Taking minor steps forward, Saisei blended into the crowds of people with little effort. Finding himself as "one of the many", the boy was forever grateful that his pink locks didn't always cause him to be the center of attention. Sadly, what he believed to be people ignoring him was more accurately those who may focus on him focusing on a much tinier figure that had found herself among the crowds of Karakura. The figure quickly appeared and poofed repeatedly through the mass of people moving through Megumi Square, the tiny girl finally coming to a halt now that people had found their way around her fully. Moving to a nearby bench, the blonde plopped her red-faced body to its wooden surface, Saisei unable to control his laughter.

"Of course, why did I think today was going to be anything akin to normal?" Smiling to himself, the young boy found himself shifting through the crowd of people directly behind the bench, ever so quietly finding himself inching closer and closer to the girl. Finally reaching a nearby position, Saisei brought his jacket hood over-top his pink streaks, his blue eyes darting in both directions before he jogged forward quickly, shutting the distance between the bench and his figure.

Normally, you'd think people would approach a girl in need, but most seemed to stray as far as possible from the figure. Her previous circus act only made it harder for people to take her seriously, even in a city like Karakura there were still the odd one's out among its population. Saisei was different, however. He knew deep down that he was one of the odd balls that existed within Karakura's Boundaries. Was there something wrong with connecting with others that act the same way? To him, no, to others, probably. Nevertheless, he had found himself quietly approaching the backside of the bench, his cheeks filled with red hues as he realized what he had found himself doing.

Idiot. Shaking his head, Saisei flung his upper half across the top side of the bench, bending over the girl's head before gazing downward to her own crimson irises. Catching sight of the bright pupils, Saisei's smile beamed brightly from beneath his shadowed expression, his blue eyes quickly searching her blushed face before speaking.

"You'd think little girls spinning around in the street wasn't normal." The gentle teasing was expected from the boy, his happy-go-lucky nature quickly showing as he acted friendly with the petite figure. "I'm Saisei. You probably shouldn't spin on purpose, you might fall or something." A chuckle met Saisei's statement, a single hand extending as he waved from above the young girl.