There were so many kids in this place. Like, little kids. What drew people in here, she wondered? Active dreamers, wild imaginations, people of import?

But Ichinose's trail of thought petered out as she saw just how much sushi the young girl had collected. Hah! That reminded her a little of how she handled gatherings, too.

"Staking your claim on your favorites?" she asked in amusement, careful not to accidentally tip the matcha she was drinking as she peeked down at the tiny version of the code-talented phantom thief she knew.