[Might as well keep the conversation going as she continues on and... oh. The stalls are changing.
.... The tenders are. Creepy. To put it generously - their smiles are even more fake and unnerving than the dolls, which is weird, because they at least appear to be vaguely human.ish.
But, at least Yukari is right there in the boat of 'not trusting any of them', especially since everything is just so creepy thus far, and this isn't making her feel any better.
"Step right up and try to knock down these milk bottles!" yells one of the employees in what appears to be an old milkman outfit from the 1950s, motioning toward them. Yukari grips her bow a little tighter.]
... Are we supposed to play the games?
["Strong man competition! Are you mighty enough to hit the bell!? Come test your might!" another calls from the other side of the avenue they're walking down.]
no subject
Helpful.
She guesses.]
Does it look like it's pointing anywhere?
[Might as well keep the conversation going as she continues on and... oh. The stalls are changing.
.... The tenders are. Creepy. To put it generously - their smiles are even more fake and unnerving than the dolls, which is weird, because they at least appear to be vaguely human.ish.
But, at least Yukari is right there in the boat of 'not trusting any of them', especially since everything is just so creepy thus far, and this isn't making her feel any better.
"Step right up and try to knock down these milk bottles!" yells one of the employees in what appears to be an old milkman outfit from the 1950s, motioning toward them. Yukari grips her bow a little tighter.]
... Are we supposed to play the games?
["Strong man competition! Are you mighty enough to hit the bell!? Come test your might!" another calls from the other side of the avenue they're walking down.]