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[seewithonlyone]

[ Crouching down to the ground a man can be seen. His one visible eye is simply staring at the ground -- or lack there of -- beneath his feet, a wooden box strapped to his back. From his mouth there was a thin cigar that was lit, a trail of smoke wafting overhead. For a moment he doesn't say anything. He just stares at the stars with a blank look

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[seewithonlyone]

I'd appreciate it, actually.

[seewithonlyone]

[He accepts the pamphlet with a respectful nod and opens it up to read.]

Thanks.

[After a moment of reading while standing though he suddenly slides the wooden box off his shoulders and promptly sits down on the ground. In one hand he held the paper, the other supporting his chin while the smoke continued to linger above his head from the cigar.]

... Huh.

[insynch]

[Hey, it's a weird stranger. Clearly Daisuke should talk to him.]

... Are you a medicine seller?

[Those clothes, man. What the fuck.]

[seewithonlyone]

[ Okay, he's done poking the ground now. ... Honest. ]

No, not a medicine seller. I'm a Mushi Master.

[ He has no wardrobe pffft. He stands up though and shifts the straps of the wooden box so that it rests more comfortably on his shoulder. ]

[insynch]

Bugs? Am I... hearing that right?

[Daisuke is dressed like a normal loser, complete with orange plaid and white/red hoodie. He also has a sketchbook and a little metal pencil case, like every good artist.]

[seewithonlyone]

Well, some of them do look like bugs, but it tends to vary. These mushi are different from normal bugs.

[destinedking]

What on Earth is mushi?

[seewithonlyone]

[Maybe he should invest in making pamphlets, like the one he received earlier, except it explains all of this instead. Taking the cigar from his mouth he exhales, thinking on this for a moment before answering.] Mushi are living creatures that exist beyond the realm of what people can see. They're really more of life itself.