You've never seen Chuuya so... casual. Lighthearted, even.

The Tanabata festival is crowded, but he stands out to you, his silhouette almost glowing amidst the hanging strings of lanterns and lights. He glances back at you over his shoulder and, noticing that you've already fallen behind, his hand gently closes around your wrist to keep you at his side.

"What do you want to start with first?" He tilts his head to glance at you from the corner of his eye, trying to gauge what catches your attention. "No rush, though. We've got all night to see everything."