[Mutsu casts a glare in Zura's direction, though Sakamoto pays him no mind.

Today he's opted for a little more exposure. Sakamoto has left his jacket back on the Kairinmaru, and something about that deep V he usually sports seems even deeper today. Especially from the back, it's easy to notice how tightly fitted those pants of his are, especially around the crotch and rear areas.

Despite every stupid word that comes out of Zura's mouth, Sakamoto's shoulders are thrust back with an air of boundless confidence, and he smiles as he looks onward. They are approached by a man clad in all white, his outfit a strange cross between a racing attire and something straight from an otome game. Despite his long, slender physique, as he moves closer it is evident that he's not all that tall, and in fact, is around Zura's height. Though he's beautiful, definitely, as his smile and hair gleam like freshly polished silver, his eyes do not look particularly kind.]

Forgive him!

[Sakamoto doesn't gesture to Zura, but it is clear that it's him the merchant is talking about.]

He was dropped on his head the day he was born. ♥

Now~! Didn't ya promise me somethin' grand? New inventory! Top secret.

So, what are you waitin' for? Let's get right to it.