It had been a long and exhausting day, and the late afternoon sun was only barely beginning to move toward the horizon. Hakuba stretched as he made his way through the city, new tie in bag in one hand, book bag under his arm, and shifted each to his other arm to give himself a bit of reprieve. There was only one other thing left on his long to-do list before meeting his father for dinner, and that was to find vanilla custard taiyaki as a sort of personal reward for accomplishing so much on so little sleep.

Really, it was the only thing he could think of that would make the day a little less troublesome without taking up too much time. 

So carry on he did. Most of the crowd had dissipated by now; hurried off toward home for dinner, cram school, homework, travel… which made wandering this part of Tokyo somewhat ideal for the young, foreign detective. Easier to take notice of all of the little shops and restaurants, to memorize street signs, and identify unmarked locations with reference to his gps. He knew that he’d get the hang of Japan one of these days, hopefully in time to come of use before he went back home to London… 

Hold up. What was…?

Hakuba tilted his head at a glimpse of blue that he caught in the distance. Large, pointed ears. Tapered muzzle. Bipedal. Was that a…? No. Certainly not. Well, it might have been, but it was likely some kind of promotion. Did they have an Animate store in this part of the city? Odd. Very odd. But he couldn’t resist… 

After all, Pokemon was one of his favorite games growing up.