Takumi smirked down at his phone as he quickly took down the Gengar protecting the Mystic gym infront of his apartment complex. He was going to widdle player "NohrianPrince" down at some point. He just had to wait until he ran out of potions so he could keep the gym for more than five minutes. Sure, Takumi was obsessing over a child's game, but the gym was so close to his room that he didn't actually have to do the game's purpose (that being walking around).
Oh of course he had to take the gym so close by, and of course he had to be very competitive (Much to his sisters' enjoyment and amusement) about this children's game. Everyone here in England didn't seem to take it serious enough in his opinion. Takumi was naturally a competitive person, he always had been (everyone assumed his competitive spirit had rooted itself in Takumi when he started taking archery classes at a very young age) so when his sisters: Sakura and Azura, had told him his childhood dream of being a real-life Pokemon trainer could become reality, he obviously became obsessed with the app. He knew it was for children, but did that ever stop teens and adults from playing Pokemon before? No, not as far as he knew.
There was a short knock on his door, breaking him out of his triumphant thoughts. The door creaked open showing his slightly older sister, Azura, who was looking at him with a very small smile. It was obvious that she wanted a favor.
"Yes? What do you want Azura?"
"Well I saw you got the gym bad… For the tenth time this hour…"
"I know! I hope I can keep it for a little while. Anyways is there something you needed? You rarely compliment me unless you want something…"
"Ok, ok, you got me. Can you do me a favor and take Sakura to Elise's house? I don't like her walking the street alone and everyone needs to do something else… Including me," Azura sighed, twirling a lock of her aqua hair. Takumi rolled his eyes but smiled at his sister anyways.
"Of course I'll take her, it's really no big deal."
"Thank you Takumi," Azura said with a small smile as she turned to leave. Takumi nodded at her and grabbed his bag off his desk, along with his house key. He didn't love the huge house across the street, but he would also rather Sakura not get run over by a car on the busy street.
