[Of course, Komasan's first thought is that Chihiro is pulling some sort of matryoshka doll stunt, and he waits half a second to see if he's going to pull out another bag. It's amazing, he can't believe Chihiro has a bag that looks just like...
...his.
That's when it hits him, that's...it's really his bag. He can't even remember how long it's been since he's had it, who would've thought someone could miss something so simple? His hands tremble slightly as he reaches out for it, and he gasps a little when he finally touches it. It's real, Chihiro actually went through the effort to make it real again. Sure, it's not the exact same thing, but as long as it's green and covered in swirls, that's really all that matters.
He wastes no time throwing it on, shuffling it under his scarf and wearing it on his back. He's ecstatic, feeling it against his back again lights up his eyes, and he's already forgotten he was dealing with horrible teenage-related nervousness.]
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...his.
That's when it hits him, that's...it's really his bag. He can't even remember how long it's been since he's had it, who would've thought someone could miss something so simple? His hands tremble slightly as he reaches out for it, and he gasps a little when he finally touches it. It's real, Chihiro actually went through the effort to make it real again. Sure, it's not the exact same thing, but as long as it's green and covered in swirls, that's really all that matters.
He wastes no time throwing it on, shuffling it under his scarf and wearing it on his back. He's ecstatic, feeling it against his back again lights up his eyes, and he's already forgotten he was dealing with horrible teenage-related nervousness.]
M-Monge~!! It...it fits perfectly, zura!