[Shō Matsui]

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For the first time in what felt like years Sho was actively taking a weekend for himself. Usually weekends were a time for either work, kendo practice/training or even playing gigs. Hell, he had been asked to do some variation of all of those things at some point or other for this weekend, but he turned them all down. Against his better judgment, he had visited his three siblings to tell them about his encounter with Chameli. None of them gave actual good advice, but they did point out that he should probably leave all of his usual weapons behind. While Lil was saying this with good intentions he was pretty sure that Rui and Ume just wanted to play with his blade so he decided to split the difference and left the blade with a trusted contact that wasn't too far from their location. Not that he expected much action on a day like this.
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He wasn't exactly partial to arcades as he had never actually played video games aside from that one time with Rui and Retsu, nonetheless, he didn't feel strongly about it in the other direction to suggest another place. Besides, he was the one that propositioned Chameli for another meeting. Dressed in a casual outfit he walked through the busy streets as he made his way to their meeting point. 5pm was a fairly busy time of day for Shibuya, and Sho felt a little uneasy about being in the open without any way to defend himself if necessary, he would shake off these thoughts as he got closer to the meeting place a small gift in hand. It was customary to get gifts for people. At least he had always done this when he traveled and just earlier this week he had gone to the southern part of Japan. So, he had a small charm gift from a shrine in the south. Nothing of too much significance but not something easily found around Tokyo. Once he reached the arcade, he would wait outside the building, a few minutes early as usual for things like this.
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[Chameli Sharma]

Another work week has gone by, and Chameli has once again piled on as many days as she could, picking up extra shifts and helping out extra to earn herself a few favors, one of which was to cover a shift for today. Between busy times during the week in the shop, she spent mentally piecing together an outfit—something nice but not over the top—for their first outing. She had made about three or four possible choices before she finally settled on the one she liked the most, with some input from coworkers and, of course, her mother. Heroics for today were far from her mind; after all, Japan had its fair share of professional heroes, so one night off shouldn’t have been too much to ask. The destination of their date was an arcade in Shibuya. In a panicked response to an unexpected question, she said she wasn’t the greatest at arcade games but figured it would be a good way for the both of them to have genuine fun. Chameli was admittedly a bit nervous, but as she got ready, a small pep talk with her mother over the phone and the faint sounds of clanging pots and pans seemed to ease her nerves, if only a little. On her way to the arcade, Chameli could be seen constantly fiddling with her clothing, partially a response to nervousness. The streets of Shibuya were crowded; nothing was different on any other day. She took her time, wading through the people both on the subway carts and through the streets of the city who were also on their own journeys, be that to work, home, or elsewhere. The building was simple to navigate, littered with glowing neon signs, and at the front doors would stand Shō. Chameli would smile as she approached him, giving him a slight wave. “Hiya! Ready to go in?” Shō Matsui

[Shō Matsui]

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Sho would people watch as he waited, internally wondering what all the people were in such a rush for. The hustle and bustle was just apart of Japanese culture but as he waited he wondered what life would have been like if he had chosen a more traditional path. The life of a salaryman seemed pretty exhausting and yet simple. From his perspective, Chameli lived a normal life with family, friends, and a purpose in her job or schooling. He could always ask her whether that was worth it in some roundabout way. Even if she accepted him for who he was, his siblings were a completely different story. They'd have to cross that bridge if they came to it.
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As he was lost in his thoughts, he was only brought back to reality when he noticed her approach, smiling with his eyes he thought to himself for the briefest moment that perhaps he was underdressed? Not knowing how arcade really worked, he figured that casual clothes were best, but she definitely put more effort into her appearance than he did. "Hello." he would give a small wave in return. "I like your jacket. Where is it from?" From what he understood, it customary to exchange a few pleasantries and anecdotes before moving forward. Small talk was the best he could do, given the circumstances. He'd point up to the sign above them and move to open the door for her. "Truth be told, I've never been in an arcade before. I hope you don't mind if I ask questions about how things work in this place." When you spend all your time killing or saving people there is very little time left for recreation. Chameli would likely find out soon enough that he was a minimalist and didn't exactly engage in many social situations. Heck, she probably could have guessed when they met and he was sitting along instead of mingling.
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[Chameli Sharma]

"It was a gift my aunt sent me from back in India. I really like your shirt too." Chameli would respond with a smile as Sho would usher her inside as he held the door open. Stepping into the arcade, she would take a moment to look around the area. She had figured that the arcade would be much larger than it appeared, but even still, the size was enough to have her almost dismayed for a moment before turning her attention to Sho. This was his first time in the arcade, so it was up to her to help him get acclimated. Growing up, she had spent a bit of time in arcades, but she wasn't exactly an expert, and as she grew older, she seemed to spend less and less time here. Even knowing this, she would do her best to try to pass on whatever bit of knowledge she had on the subject. "I'll answer all the questions I can!" She would giggle before responding. The building was filled with all styles of games, from the traditional arcade coin-operated games to simple carnival-style games that would offer tickets for the player's skill. With this many options, she found herself a bit at odds about where to start, so she would turn to Sho, allowing him to pick where the duo would begin. "Anything jumping out at you?"   Shō Matsui

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Unfortunately Sho couldn't reciprocate regarding a special meaning behind his clothes. He had just shopped at a store that was close by where he lived and picked something out that was his style. "Thanks." he would follow Chameli inside the place hoping she didn't circle back to where he got his shirt. That didn't seem to be much of a problem, as he was surprised at the size of the arcade. He didn't know what to make of it as he stood, neck craned up to take it all in. Flashing lights and sounds of arcade machines whirling were only slightly masked by the sound of laughter and chattering of the people inside, which surprised him greatly as Chameli and himself weren't even the oldest in there. From what he understood, arcades were primarily for younger people, but perhaps he was too presumptuous about that?
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Chameli chiming in brought him out of his trance and he focused back on her. She wasn't overwhelmed by this, and he suspected that she had in fact spent a lot of time in arcades. "I appreciate that." he smiled back as he took a step forward given that he was blocking the entrance by just standing there in awe. "Hmm..." he vocalized as he scanned the room, looking out for any threats that could ruin their day. From his quick scan, it looked like they were in the clear! However, this meant that he didn't pay much attention to her idea of letting him choose enough to have anything particular in mind. "Honestly, nothing in particular is standing out to me. I'd like you to choose if you're comfortable with that." he paused briefly before adding, "I think you have great taste."
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[Chameli Sharma]

“T-Thank you!” The combination of both Shō’s smile and compliment was easily enough to leave Chameli feeling a bit flustered, as she would quickly turn her attention back to the arcade floor in hopes of finding somewhere to start. It had been years since she had been inside an arcade, but she would start with something that led more into her strengths, such as a carnival game. Slowly making her way onto the floor with Shō in tow, she walked until she found a small section that seemed much more retro than the rest of the games, although it had been outfitted with a litany of flashing lights, all designed to draw the attention of arcade goers. She wouldn’t go right for her favorite carnival game and instead opt for something much more intro-leveled, Whac-a-mole. It was a simple game that was more of a test of speed and hand-eye coordination than anything else. Looking back at Shō, her smile would still be apparent as she pointed to the game. “How about we start here?” It was a simple game, but something that would also reward tickets, and if the duo were lucky, maybe they would be able to get enough at the end of their night to get an amazing prize. The thought of a prize was enough to cause Chameli to boil over with excitement, but she would try her best to contain herself from an outburst. Rushing over, she would grab one of the mallets and gesture eagerly for Shō to take the other station next to her, as she was ready to get started. Shō Matsui

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He really felt out of his depth here which was not something he usually experienced. Yes, he was a loner, but that was by choice not out of obligation. His life demanded that he stay away from people unless he wanted to risk the potential of someone close to him getting hurt. Not a problem for the rest of the Matsui siblings, but definitely not right when it came to civilians like Chameli. Even still, he had agreed to this date, if it was a date, in spite of all of this. Why? He couldn't even be sure but he was here and the place seemed safe enough to let his guard down just slightly.
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"Seems appropriate. Was this picked because I play the drums?" It was an honest question as something like this was childs play to him. He had the reflexes and the very nature of this game was similar to playing. "I appreciate the thought." he felt that he'd need to return the gesture after this. Perhaps with food? From talking with Chameli's mother he knew that in particular she liked fruits, but that wasn't something they were likely to find here. So he'd step up next to her and give her a smile before turning back to face the machine. Once they started, he wasted no time at all swatting down each mole as he popped up with speed befitting someone of his skillset, figuring that if she asked more detail as to how he could explain that he also taught swordsmanship. That part of his life wasn't well known except for his friends and family.
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In response to his question, Chameli would give him a warm smile. She thought it would be an easier way for him to become comfortable with the game by letting him start with something familiar, and what better way for a drummer to get comfortable than by playing wack-a-mole? “Depends on if it was a good choice or not.” She would respond with a laugh as she turned her attention back to the machine. Grabbing onto the mallet firmly, she would reach out with her other hand to hit the start, but before beginning to swing a mole, they popped up. His speed and precision would rival her own, and it was curious enough for her to look away from her own side for enough time to cause her to miss a few before she realized that her absence-mindedness was costing the duo tickets. She would also begin to swing away, striking as many miles as she could see. Her hits were all well placed, a few of them being swung even before the moles had fully risen from their holes, as even in their random moments, Chameli somehow found a way to track their pattern. After about a minute or so, the wack-a-mole sign would begin to flutter with lights as the moles returned to their holes, waiting for another press of the start button as the machine would begin to tally up their score before dispensing tickets. Letting out a bit of an excited squeal at the sight of the tickets, she would grab onto them before turning her attention back to him. "Wow, you're really fast and accurate; byproducts from playing the drums?" Chameli would comment and ask as she looked over to the neighboring game, which was Skee-Ball. This game would be much more tailored to her own skillset. She would point and gesture over to it for the next game to try. "How about this one next?" Shō Matsui

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He would smile at her in return. Chameli was truly a kind individual and this in turn, in a way, made him feel bad. She was genuine in who she was and what she did, yet he spent his time leading a double...no a triple life. She was considerate to direct him towards a game that she likely knew he would excel at despite him not feeling the desire to be competitive. He was here for her ultimately through her suggestion during their first meeting. "I think it was. Although I came for an experience of all things, not just ones that I would be good at." he'd put the mallet down and await her next suggestion, eager to see what Chameli felt she was good at. "Drums practice and I teach swordsmanship at the Shin-Gyokuto Dojo at Tokyo Bay" his drumming was common knowledge, but this was not. He didn't think Chameli would have an interest in that anyway.
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He'd look over at her suggestion, not entirely familiar with skee-ball, but nonetheless, he was interested. More so to see Chameli's skills "I'm fine with that." he would reach down and take the tickets he received from whack a mole before remarking "Should I hang onto these?" his lack of knowledge about arcades was really showing now.
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Chameli had picked the game more catered to his skill set as a way to ease him, but it seemed he wanted to experience all that the arcade had to offer, which she would oblige, mentally picking the next game she would take him to, but first the game at hand. "Well, then I was on purpose, but now I won’t go easy on you!” She responded eagerly. Chameli would seem to almost perk up to the rest of his answer, as it would be a new fact about him that she had learned and didn’t necessarily expect of him. A drumming swordsman seemed like such an odd concept, but the precise and shifting movements would quickly align and make sense to her. This would be enough to make her think about her own masked activities, and she wondered if he was skilled with perhaps more than just the sword, but this led to other thoughts. “I wouldn’t have guessed you practice swordsmanship. How often do you teach?” Her life was never as simple as it seemed from the moment her quirk arose, but she tried her best to keep those two halves of her costumed life and her personal life separate, but this now begged the question: What would happen if she was to become romantically involved with Shō? Even if this was only the first date, if it continued, she would have to tell him, and the thoughts on how he would react would be enough to send her into a bit of a spiral, only being pulled free as Shō grabbed the spoke up again, agreeing to skee-ball as he grabbed the tickets from the wack-a-mole game. She would nod as she grabbed onto the sleeve of his shirt, pulling him a long way to the skee-ball game, only letting go so they could both face their stations at the game. “Yeah, those tickets are how we’re going to get all those awesome prizes! And there’s going to be a lot more tickets with me at this game.” She would exclaim happily as she inserted a few tokens into the machine, looking over to him with her warm smile still on. They had just begun, but it was more than clear that Chameli was enjoying herself, enough so that almost all of her troubles had fallen away from her mind. Grabbing one of the balls from the game’s station, her hand would hover over the start button. “Ready?” Shō Matsui

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Chameli's positivity and eagerness was infectious. He couldn't but smile when it came to the friendly banter. "Well, I do appreciate a challenge so I won't hold back either." He may not have experience with an arcade but his physical abilities weren't anything to scoff at. If this game involved precision and speed he was sure he could manage. [break][break]

"I teach about twice a week and then one day I spar with my sensei." He spent a lot of time honing his skills, not just for his seedy job but also to make sure his physical abilities never wavered. He worked alone so if he was ever in trouble the only person he could rely on would be himself. He didn't resist when Chameli pulled him along instead taking the moment to wonder if this date was even worth it? Well, she was worth it from his experiences with her. Very kind and cute plus he had nothing but positive things to say about the rest of her family he'd met.[break][break]

What he was concerned about was his other life. Was it fire to subject a normal girl to a life of danger? If his identity was ever compromised she would be the first person targeted, and he doubted, even though unbeknownst to him, that she could defend herself. Even more than that what would she think? Even as they set up for skeeball, he felt a little shaken up by this whole experience and if Chameli was observant enough she would definitely notice this change in him.

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Shō would match Chameli’s enthusiasm, which she would take as a sign of him truly enjoying himself, and his welcoming of her challenge was more than noted. She had still planned to hold back a bit so as not to raise any questions at the game, but she figured she could easily explain it away as simply being overly familiar with it. His dedication to his training became obvious as he would give her his typical training schedule, which was almost identical to her own training schedule minus the day of practice sparing. Her mind would continue to work in a natural way for her to bring up the idea of her sitting in on and potentially joining in for one or more sessions. Admittedly, it may have been a way for her to simply grow closer to him while also finding a way to supplement her own combat style. As she held onto his sleeve, she would use her other hand to crudely gesture as if she held a sword. “You think you could train me? Or maybe I can just watch you?” She would ask with a curious smile in the hopes that he would say yes. The gesture of her hand would eventually begin to mimic a bo staff as it was a weapon of choice, a small but telling detail that Shō, a skilled fighter, would have been able to pick up on, but it would be up to him to decide what to do with the information. As they finally reached the station, Shō seemed to have something on his mind; his attention seemed to split, as Chameli would notice. To do this, she would have to simply do something to pull his focus back to the moment; after all, this was a date, and she needed to do her best to hold his attention. “Alright, go!” She would shout as she would begin to quickly roll the skeeballs up the targets; the first few would land in the center target, landing her the maximum amount of points, and her pace was steady. But eventually she would begin to take two skeeballs at a time, her eyes shifting as she tracked the trajectory of the balls as she continued to roll them forward, even forcing a few to ricochet off one another, landing in the other maximum point slots, which were above the main circle. She would continue this until her timer finally ran out, turning to Shō with a satisfied grin. "I told you I wouldn’t go easy.” Shō Matsui

[Shō Matsui]

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Physical contact was not something Sho was used to. Well, not this type of harmless touch. His job and quirk necessitated that he remain at a distance in case his weakness was to be found out. Aside from his sisters which involved Umeko trying to sniff out any food and Rui trying to take his sword, especially when they were on the job. Still, he was fighting the instinct to put some distance between the two since this wasn't work. It was the time to be normal. [break][break]

With a slight smile at her rudimentary gesturing, he would adjust her posture as she swapped to an entirely different style which he would make an internal note on but not comment on it directly "Shin-gyokuto dojo, it's in Tokyo Bay." he'd move his hand away from hers "You're more than welcome to come by" [break][break]

The challenge was met and Sho was honestly surprised at how quickly Chameli could score points. In the process of him scoring his own points his gaze would briefly focus on our her eyes, watching the rapid eye movement of what looked like a professional. Perhaps she played sports in the past? His lack of focus would ultimately result in him losing by a pretty wide margin. He would accept his loss graciously, focusing on enjoying the time they were spending together rather than the competition. "You weren't kidding. Nice one." he'd collect his ticket and put them away for later, with his intention being to give them all to Chameli as a nice gesture. "So, what's next?"

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[Chameli Sharma]

As Shō would adjust her posture, she would find herself smiling much more than she had before. She felt a sudden burst of joy that she found hard to describe, but she would simply do her best to not make it painfully obvious to him, and she wouldn’t allow it to break her focus on the game ahead. His dojo was in Tokyo Bay, another area she hadn’t had as much time to explore. That would make another fantastic outing—a bit of practice and some sites that he could show her. Chameli would nod her head happily at his invitation. “I’ll definitely take you up on that!” She would exclaim. Before the duo would begin to play, during the game, Chameli didn’t hold back, using all of her skills to win by a considerable margin. It wasn’t till then that she realized she would need to come up with a good story to cover her skills; perhaps she would say she played softball and loved trigonometry as a child. Shō accepted his loss graciously; this and her feelings for him were good enough reasons for her not to gloat. She would simply grin at him as the machine depended on their tickets, collecting her portion. “It’s always been one of my favorite games.” She would respond before looking back in hopes of finding their next game. She wanted something fun that they would both be good at. Chameli would take almost a small pause while scanning before a thought of inspiration struck. People who practiced swordsmanship were often well trained and skilled, and given her own antics and personal time in the arcade, she was too. “I have the perfect game for us next!” Taking a hold of him again, an act that was becoming more and more comfortable by the minute she would walk over to a game station that was fairly populated, and if just by a stroke of luck, two stations next to each other were vacated, leaving them both to take the spots. The game in question would be Dance Revolution. The flashing lights and sound of music were enough to excite her as she gestured towards the machine. “Let’s dance! I’ll even let you pick the song.” Shō Matsui

[Shō Matsui]

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It was definitely an odd feeling. To be this casual about being in public and socializing with someone who knew nothing of the double life he was living made him feel...odd. It was his lack of experience blending in with society that was causing this uncomfortable feeling, as he spent the majority of his time in the shadows or acting alone. Yet, Chameli could somehow put him at ease even with all these thoughts swirling in his head. She was just a generally happy person without any baggage weighing her down and to him that was equally fascinating and absolutely terrifying.[break][break]

Luckily for him Chameli was happy to take point in the conversation and that made him subtly exhale in relief as he brought himself back to reality. "I'll be looking forward to it then." he'd smile with his eyes at her excitement and followed up with another compliment "You do have a talent for this its very impressive." Before he could take more than a moment to collect himself Chameli had already grabbed onto him to drag him to the next game, and for the first time he didn't reflexively tense up. Perhaps he was enjoying himself more than he thought? Either way, the idea of a dancing game came with some reservations as he didn't really...dance. Sure, he could slow dance or blend with a crowd, but this seemed pretty intense, all things considered. He'd raise a hand and wave it dismissively. "I think it might be better to let you take point on this one. Unfortunately, aside from your basic slow dancing or ballroom dancing that's about where my experience ends." [break][break]

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