Like father, like daughter, Ango thinks to himself as the little girl runs to them with a mud-stained rock clutched in her small fingers. As a former bratty child himself, Ango supports bratty children, but when bratty kids grow up into bratty adults, he can't help but want to punch them.

The Dreamer Union's main office doesn't open until Monday morning, and Ango can't afford a hotel, but he's pretty sure he can survive until then. "Sakura mochi's got leaves in it, so I guess I can get by eating leaves and grass until I get a job..." He quickly pops a whole skewer of hanami dango into his mouth before Mr. Perfect Collar Cop Bastard gets ideas about the rest of his meal.