This was frankly the last place Jintetsu had expected to be, after everything that had happened over the last few days. He normally avoided large public events anyway, but here there was even more he needed to avoid. (Like that enormous wheel on the other end of the grounds. What the hell was that for?)

But he was here, in line to enter, with a little green-haired girl from god-knows-where in tow, trying to find someone she knew so that he wouldn't wind up leaving her by herself. After all, she seemed pretty helpless.

The line moved pretty quickly, but the real problem began when they reached the front. "I'm sorry, sir, but we can't allow weapons to be taken into the fairgrounds," said one of the (identical-looking) yellow-haired men.

Jintetsu paused and stared at him for a second. "What?"