"Gah! Some fell into the storm drain!" Tsutomu didn't have time to listen to the stranger. His mind was going off, worrying about things left and right. Poor guy was a total mess. He kind of looked funny as he went for the beads as if his life depended on it.

"Oh man...not even half..." He finally murmured to himself as he handed over the beads that survived. "A-again, I'm sorry. Here, you can have mine."

They must have been really important to Tsutomu...he sure as heck acted that way. He handed over a few grey and white ones, unaware of what that meant.