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“Well it says the lemon image on it, perhaps that’s what he meant.” He nudged Kashimo, looking back to the machine. “What an odd way of getting produce.”

“..I’m older than you remember that.” …well..right now Kashimo is the older one. Ja’far empties out a few coins into the machine, pressing a button. It paused for a few moments, then there was a small ‘whirring’ sound. Then a thud, thump of a lemon can dropping. “Look!”

“ psh, like that will fit..maybe..maybe a coin?” He’s digging in his robe, trying to find something until he pulled out a little bag that jingled “Hopefully it’ll work.”

“Probably because it’s not meant to be broken?? Look there’s a slot, maybe we need to insert something.” He points.

“Not every glass needs breaking, Kashimo.” He pushed Kashimo by the head, looking back at the machine. “Did he or did he not give you anything?”

“WHAT?! NO!” He placed himself infront of it. “We can solve how to use it. Did he give you anything? Anything that can help?”

He isn’t aware of who ‘Hakari’ was, but could clearly tell he needed help. Ja’far looks at it with a puzzling expression, honestly he never seen like this before either. “..Well..that looks like..the lemon.” Pointing towards an image of yellow, with had a lemon on it.

“What are you doing?” He asks, approaching him with a confused look. Watching the attempt of getting whatever it was out. A hand was placed on the vending machine. “Stop it.”

Weird customs…he’s wearing a maid dress right now, adjusting the layers.