GYM: Don't Think Twice
What is this? GYM's lights are on? But Kalib, Tatsuya, or Eito aren't home.
Actually, it was just Izumi. She wasn't even training so much as sitting around looking over a card.
"I hope this works, people should come along if the door's open."
It was true, she literally had the door held open with a chair. Anyone who breaks it was going out of their way now.
Magic Shop Uizado
Tucked away off the Shibuya streets was a little shop, a few strange charms dangling outside. The sign overhead, written in a hasty style that those who had their fortunes read may remember, simply called the shop "Uizado," or "Wizard."
Izumi was inside, sitting behind a desk looking between a glassy clear gem, a tarot card, and a watch.
Perhaps more eye catching, however, were the shelves. Lined with all manner of curious bauble. There were books of complex magical equations, enchanting reagents and raw materials, tarot decks, playing cards, stereotypical black top hats (rabbits not included), and fake wands.