The lights of the vendors stretched endlessly until the end of the road.
It seemed that all the excitement and lights of Tokyo had settled here this evening.
"We should probably start exploring now."
"You invited me here, so you'll be punished if it's not fun."
"I'd die before I'd dance!"
"Your body isn't up to you to decide."
Hand in hand, the two headed towards the night market.
Drawing lots, grilling corn, scooping goldfish...
The shouts of the noodle stall owner; the child at the octopus dumpling stall, stomping his feet from being burned by just-cooked balls...
Jiutiao Meijie's wooden clogs clicked crisply on the cobblestone as she walked.
"What would you like to eat?" Dubian Che asked.
"Um... let's go with this," Jiutiao Meijie pointed at the cotton candy stall.
It turned out she was just interested in the process of making cotton candy.
After consuming two bites and deeming it too sugary, she handed it over to Dubian Che.
