Ehhhh? So that place really was a weird pocket dimension...

[Aisaku wasn't sure if he was going to get used to that. He was so used to fighting monsters out in the open, but people were usually evacuated before the fighting escalated. Aisaku's dark armor slides down his body like ink before it returned to its normal shape... An actual shadow. If a third party were paying attention to Aisaku's feet, they would've noticed that he didn't have a shadow until now.

His regular civvie outfit could easily fit him in a rock band, but Aisaku doesn't know how to play the guitar. He's more of a martial artist. He'll take a second to check out Konoha's normal clothes... He could definitely confirm that she didn't go to his school. Was she from one of those rich ones?]

Huh. So that's what you look like with the magical frills off. It looks good on you.