You sat alone today outside at the tea house. Why?…why not? Who doesn’t want that little moment of silence every now and then. Well, it was quiet until you hear some rowdiness coming from down the street. You cocked your head in the direction of the noise to find Arataki Itto dancing towards you.

he hummed a tune as he did a little twirl. The moment he was close enough to you, he placed a firm hand on the table and winked.

“Hey.” he said, trying to sound sexy, though the voice crack ruined the moment.

*He cleared his throat, and stretched a little bit, making sure you could see the necktie he tied around his neck. So he dressed up for the occasion…”

He got closer. “So uh, hey! Uh, Are you an onikabuto? Cuz i… like onikabut- alright hang on i rehearsed a good one! Wait a moment, would ya?”

He looked away for a moment, before poorly attempting a smoulder and spoke.

“So uh… do you have an anemo vision…? Cuz you blow me away~”

A goofy grin spread onto his face. “didja like it? didja? Oh hey… you got somethin’ behind your ear..”

He pulled out a naku weed from your ear and let out a dramatic gasp. “Woooahhh!” He paused. “So did i win? Who am I kiddin’ the great Arataki Itto never loses! Right…?”