Yuki and Alepou were casually walking back to the takoyaki stall, trying to act like they hadn't just caused total chaos. They're strolling all chill, but let's be real, they just turned the place into a WWE arena.
When they got there, Marco, the takoyaki vendor with a mustache, was waiting for them. He looked like he'd been through some drama but perked up as soon as he saw Yuki. Dude's all like, "You back for some takoyaki, huh?" like he didn't just witness a near-riot. Marco greeted her in a smooth, flirty way, his Italian accent making it even slicker. It's like he's trying to sell his takoyaki with extra charm points.
Yuki scratched her head nervously, avoiding eye contact. She's out here like, "Uh, yeah, about that…" while low-key hoping he didn't bring up the chaos. Finally, she asked, "So, uh, can I still get my takoyaki? I'm starving, man."
Marco laughed it off. "Don't worry about it, kid," he said. "But I need some time to whip up a new batch after all that. Give me an hour."
An hour?! Yuki's face went straight-up gamer rage, like she just lagged out mid-match. She slumped onto a bench with a groan. "Man… this day just won't end."
Alepou stood nearby, quietly keeping an eye on the street like a bodyguard, ready for more drama but giving Yuki some space. She's on high alert, but she knows Yuki needs a breather.
Then, out of nowhere, Yuki started feeling dizzy. She's sitting there like, "No, no, no, not this again!" Her vision got blurry, and the whole market glitched out like a broken video game. Suddenly—BOOM—she's not at the market anymore.
Now, she's in the back seat of a car, sitting in an oversized booster seat, clutching a teddy bear. She looks at her tiny hands like, "Yo, why am I baby-sized?! What's going on?!"
When she looked up, she saw her mom driving. Her mom's voice was a mix of fancy French and Brooklyn slang. "Oh là là, look at my baby girl!" her mom said, like this was totally normal. "Why the tears, huh? Somebody steal your crayons?"
Yuki tried to respond, but her voice came out all high-pitched. She's sitting there like, "MAMA?!" but it sounds like she just inhaled helium. Total panic set in. "I just wanted takoyaki! Why am I back in baby mode?!" Then, the worst realization hit her: "MY BOOBIES! WHERE'D THEY GO?!"
She couldn't handle it, babbling nonsense while tears streamed down her face. She's freaking out like the game's glitched, and she can't hit reset. Meanwhile, her mom stayed completely chill. "Aw, don't cry, my lil' crème brûlée," her mom said, like this wasn't a full-blown crisis.
Yuki felt trapped, thinking she was stuck like this forever. She's losing it, like a gamer who rage-quits but can't restart the level. Then, just as quickly, everything faded away. The car, her mom, all of it disappeared like a bad dream.
With a gasp, Yuki blinked and found herself back on the bench by the takoyaki stall. She's back—normal size, normal Yuki—but man, that was way too close.