Chiari Makes It About Three Steps Before 'hold It' Reaches Her Ears, And The Tone, Far More Authoritative

Chiari makes it about three steps before 'hold it' reaches her ears, and the tone, far more authoritative than it was a second ago makes her scrunch her nose up in displeasure.

Fix your face, she chides herself before turning back around with a much more pleasant expression.

"Hidaka Kiyori," she says smoothly, as if she didn't just pull that name out of her ass. She can't lie - picking a name, a new persona whenever she had a random interaction was a bit amusing. "And don't worry, I definitely fit the passerby description." She pauses and then decides to mess with him a little. Just a little won't hurt.

"And what do I call you?"

...

Damn.

She got him good.

His face turns a handful of shades pink at the embarrassment and he takes the moment to look away from her and straighten out his flak vest. He smooths his palms over the front of it then taps on the pouches on each side.

"Right, well," Kotetsu mumbles as he thinks, clears his throat, and watches her start to walk away, committing her face to memory as best he could. Has he seen her before...? Maybe not. He squints an eye and cocks an eyebrow at the back of her head,

"Hold it," his tone is as solid as cold steel, "I'm gonna need a name. It's my duty to this village to report any and all trespassers and passersby. It's standard routine stuff."