What had started out as a crappy sort of day had only gotten worse. Now that he thought of it, Hijikata didn't think there was a single thing that'd gone right today. Starting from this whole "being kidnapped and stuck in some kind of fandom crossover and then getting called an 'imposter,' 'suicidal fool,' 'idiot,' and Kate Himenez" by, oh, only every single person he'd met so far. And then to top it all off...

Damn China brat, Hijikata thought as he stuck the pen he'd been carrying around automatically into his mouth, only half-realizing it wasn't a cigarette. Scowling as he was practically shooed out of the Cafeteria by one of the nurses, he did his best to remember where the bulletin board he'd found this morning was.

A tall guy with a chakra on his forehead...

Spotting a man who fit the description, Hijikata noticed also some dark-skinned teenager sitting on a couch next to him. That Osaka brat, was it? Hijikata's eyes narrowed a bit, feeling his (already) bad mood getting worse as he saw the way the taller man was leaning against the wall.

He walked up to them.

"Are you Homura?" he asked gruffly, sparing but a glance at the kid.