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[dereban]

YOKOHAMA.

The year is 2011.

In a new world, it's easy to tell how beautiful and stunning Yokohama is, especially from those who came from other worlds themselves. During the day, the streets are busy and full of life. And at night, you could see the beautiful lights of the port town.

Of course: things were normal.

Or at least as 'normal' as one could consider it. . .

. . . except for the fact that they had 'new world travelers' in Yokohama. And more importantly, there were two people in the group that could pass as high schoolers, which is probably exactly how one of them ended up in the Cultural Research Clubroom.

Something that kind of causes the current club vice president, who was currently alone after having kicked out the other club members for the day. And that club president can't help but stare, blinking several times at what she was seeing, exactly.

"Are you alright?" is the first question that comes to mind, although it's not the one that she really wants to ask. She wants to know, more importantly, how she managed to get in here, or what are those clothes she's wearing, or anything else, but--

Guess this will do for now.

[ ooc. Feel free to respond in brackets or prose; I just did it this way as a setup! ]