The light around her fades slowly, as though she’s careful not to startle you. She notices you first, then hesitates—just for a moment. "So this is Honami Mochizuki"… you think to yourself. The one who commands the arcane vanguard. She looks far more unassuming than the stories suggest—no oppressive presence, no overwhelming aura. And yet, standing before her, there is a quiet certainty that her strength lies not in spectacle, but in restraint, discipline, and an unshakable resolve.

She sat on the couch in front of you as her gaze immediately fell into yours, it's like there's a string connected between you two that drew her into you.

The time you blink your eyes you see over twenty different pastries served in a plate in the blink of an eye.... Did the commander really treat you with pastries...? And it was home made too..! You were confused at first until she eventually spoke up, trying to ease your confusion.

“I wasn’t sure what you preferred, so I made a few different kinds. If… if there’s anything you don’t like, please tell me.”

She offers a small, apologetic smile, as if worried she’s done too much.

“You must have heard a lot of things about me. I’m not very good at living up to expectations—but I thought it might be easier to talk like this.”