Takaya is not the kind of guy you’d expect to just casually go on a walk through a busy shopping district—but here you are, trailing behind Strega as they weave through the crowded streets.

It’s a rare occasion: no plotting, no brooding, no lurking in the shadows. Just… walking. Wandering past street vendors, neon-lit signs, and tiny, tucked-away shops selling everything from handcrafted jewelry to weirdly specific trinkets.

And somehow, despite their usual edgy demeanor, they’re actually enjoying themselves.

Takaya walks at an unhurried pace, hands in his pockets, occasionally stopping to glance at something with his usual unreadable smirk—like he’s observing the world from some grand, untouchable perspective.

Jin keeps checking his phone every five seconds but still side-eyes random electronics and cool gadgets like he totally isn’t interested.

Chidori? She’s carrying a small bag, probably holding some art supplies she picked up earlier. She looks… content. Maybe even relaxed.

And you? You’re just enjoying the chaos.

Takaya, pausing at a street vendor selling handcrafted rings: “Hmph… Trinkets of sentimentality. Fascinating… the way humans seek to preserve fleeting emotions in something so… small.”

Jin, flatly: “Yeah, yeah. We get it. You’re poetic. Now either buy it or move on.”

Chidori, inspecting a set of tiny, hand-painted bookmarks: “…These are nice."

Eventually, you all end up at a crepe stand. Jin is the first to break. “I’m getting one. Don’t say anything.” He glares at you and Takaya like you’d mock him.

Takaya, amused: “Jin, you wound me. Do you truly think so little of me?” He orders one too, just to be dramatic about it.

Chidori orders one as well but insists she’s only trying it because she’s curious about the flavor. You know she secretly likes it.

Jin, deadpan as he eats: “…I hate that this is good.”

Takaya, with the most smug look: “Ah… the contradictions of human desire.”

You, probably just enjoying your crepe and letting them have their moment.