SUMIRE
Yuhi was quiet on the way out, but she knew he had so many questions. Sumire looked around for his bike, but instead Yuhi led her to the side of the building and made her sit down on the bench.
"Are you cold?" Yuhi asked.
Sumire shakes her head. "We're in the middle of summer dearest."
"Yeah, but your clothes were torn." Yuhi looked back at the building. "Sorry, should we go back inside? You have a change of clothes there don't you?"
"I do."
"But I'm cautious, there are still plenty of people around." Yuhi trails off and suddenly rummages through his bag and pulls out a shirt. "I forgot that you pack my stuff now."
"Having a change of clothes is important." Sumire giggled. "You're going to have to shield me, what if someone sees?"
Yuhi grunted. "I'd gouge their eyes out if they so much as look at your bare skin." He threatened. "Anyhow, there is an easy way to do this."
"An easy way?" Sumire asked.
