The sun was out. The sky was clear. By all means Han could say it wasn’t too bad of a day so far and there would have been no way for him to tell whether or not things would have gotten worse either; he was positive it could have just ended without much taking place and therefore he could just later drop his body in his comfortable bed and move on to the next day. Ever since the day of his beloved sibling he felt empty pretty much any day now, but he didn’t break down, fall into temptations or whatnot.

He found them to be futile. For weak people, for those who begged for attention. He wasn’t like that. Han never needed someone to look after him, after all. So, despite anything, he decided to still work and take small part time jobs to round up. Albeit he wasn’t working nearly as hard as he used to as he didn’t need the money for any kind of operation any longer, but extra cash could always be a handful in the house.

And so he was tasked with having to walk a dog. He blinked, pretty at ease with a medium-sized dog with very puffy cheeks on the leash.

He hummed to himself, pretty happy with the day. On his way around, however, he found ahead of himself a woman. By all means she had nothing wrong about her appearance and Han himself didn’t notice her until things began to pile up: the bird thing had him suddenly have his eye on her.

Han eyed her like a normal person would have eyed any person screaming in the middle of the street. He blinked, pretty much confused and unknown of what the hell was up with this woman. Was she a foreigner? He had no idea there was anywhere on Earth people didn’t eat chicken or were aware of this custom even if they were into vegetables.

In the meanwhile the dog found their ‘sacred spot’ nearby the alleyway the woman walked into, as the pet began taking care of their dirty business while Han just waited idly and looked around. Part of himself was aware about the woman; another told him to ignore her.

Then another one showed up. They sympathized quite easily but as Han began to clean up after the dog and dispose of it, he couldn’t help himself but hear the two’s conversations. Quite the typical thing until things began to dig deeper into things that were above the Earthling’s comprehension but by then he couldn’t help himself but to approach the two, the dog still on his leash as the pet followed obediently.

Part of the blue-haired guy was kind of embarrassed having to approach individuals he personally labelled as odd and already he wasn’t exactly the best at breaking ice either, but he wasn’t actually genuinely curious about what the two were talking about but rather he walked in, believing he already knew about everything there was to know by now.

“Hello, so I’m Han!”

He butted in like that; part of him felt like he was invasive, and he definitely was but another felt like it could have been an easy way to pull both of their attentions.

“Don’t wanna tell you guys how to behave but you’re aliens, right? Don’t talk about mortals, demons and whatever, people are gonna get weird ideas!”

He smiled. Maybe it was weirder for him to believe they were indeed aliens but it wasn’t like aliens didn’t exist, right? And maybe it would have been weirder for them, definitely more capable and skillful in ki; as they’d see a young, cheerful man but rather feel the dark seed of the demonic race breathe within him, latent and raw. Untouched by any and all.

“Or… could you guys be actors?! Or roleplayers? Could be a good story but maybe having created Earth is a little much?”

He wasn't too sure if he heard that right but admittedly he was a little bit of a geek himself, albeit he was a little too timid to really just express himself entirely on the matter. He guessed the whole matter of having heard about Earth's creation probably had it easier for him to believe they were actually girls practicing their role for a part in a fiction or whatever. The bluette guy did remember a few clubs in college albeit they portrayed fictional characters while playing tabletop mostly. But they still did it indoors! No matter, however, as he soon pulled it back.

He began feeling a sense of regret, almost as if he probably should have just moved on just like other people would have done if they had their ears in the conversation to begin with— he should have probably expected a sense of awkwardness and embarrassment.

“Uh, maybe sorry, though. Shouldn’t tell other people what to do… but you should take my advice if you’re aliens!”

Power Level: 65