[The Medicine Seller has never quite managed to take to Western-style clothes, somehow. His wardrobe has gravitated naturally towards an odd blend of old-fashioned and strikingly colorful, in colors that complement the odd markings on his face. He's a little bit hard to miss, once you've spotted him, and yet still somehow easily overlooked until he speaks up and begins walking towards Tsuzuki.]
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Tsuzuki-san... I take it?