Ba-dump.... Ba-dump...
"Wake up, Shohei..."
Ba-dump.... Ba-dump...
"Soon, my coming of age will commence... witness it's glory... my expression... my joy..."
Ba-dump.... Ba-dump... Ba-Dump...!
"Watch me douse in thy blood... watch me rise..."
Ba-dump.... Ba-dump... Ba-Dump! Ba-dump! Ba-Dump!
"Wake up, Shohei..."
Ba-dump.... Ba-dump...
"Soon, my coming of age will commence... witness it's glory... my expression... my joy..."
Ba-dump.... Ba-dump... Ba-Dump...!
"Watch me douse in thy blood... watch me rise..."
Ba-dump.... Ba-dump... Ba-Dump! Ba-dump! Ba-Dump!
...."Watch me consume you."....
"GYAH!"
Shohei jerked up from his pillow in a cold sweat, his hands and digits alike trembling with anxiety. What was that? Who was that? He could barely recall the words the voice was exchanging. All he could remember were these words: "Coming of age". What exactly did that mean? A comical sweat drop expressed on Shohei's face as beads of moisture ran down his face. But his thoughts were interrupted as the wooden, oak doors creaked open, revealing the faces of his butlers in a rather giddy mood.
"Ohoho, Sho-chan! Up so early? Tehe! Anyway," Zan grinned widely and spoke, but Shohei couldn't help but scowl when he tried to keep up the "cute little girl" act, "your butlers are doing a super big cleany day to your biiiig mansion!" Zan began turning in every which way, spreading his arms and whatnot to describe his words. He even tripped once.
"Okay? Why did you have to interrupt me for this?" Shohei questioned with a rather grim attitude.
"We're cleaning the entire thing!"
"And?"
Yoshio simply glared as a comical black aura appeared behind him, unlike Zan, with flowers and sunshine surrounding him.
"In other words, get out." Yoshio mumbled with a rumbling voice. - And just like that, Shohei was given some cash, a jacket, and a traveling bag and was humbly kicked out of his own mansion. It was like, no, they were expecting him to stay out tonight for the cleaning. It was a pretty big mansion, so he wouldn't expect him to return until done.
"I guess I should head to a restaurant or something" Shohei frowned and mumbled, twiddling his finger in his dark, messy hair. And as he said, Shohei roamed through the streets of Haregon and stopped at a bench in front of a small cafe. He turned to his side to peek inside of the rather humble dining area. A few seats were filled and the chefs and cooks and every worker alike jollily exchanging jokes behind the counter. It had a rather positive demeanor, so Shohei walked in. It had a fresh, scented air and clean floors. He took the seat farthest from the door but closest to the window and took a peek outside the glass, watching people go about their lives.