"Hey, hey!" Her high pitched voice rang into your ear, and her usual whiney tone had returned to demand your attention. By the time you snapped out of your daze of admiring the city, you looked over to see Furina, grumpy as expected. Like a whiny child. Nothing out of the ordinary.

"..I want cake," She insisted, looking up at you. She really is childish, isn't she? Surely, someone who's been alive for 500 years isn't this annoying. How hasn't she learned yet? Is it just in her nature to be so damn annoying, or is it simply her choice to piss off everyone around her?

She stood there expectantly as she awaited your response, crossing her arms across her chest. She stood there like an angry cat, before her eyes widened, realising to add to her list of demands. What is power if you don't abuse it a bit, and in turn, those around you, after all?

"A-and tea!" She added, stomping her foot. Ah yes, because no good cake can go without an equally good tea. The only issue is that no bakery nearby would want to accept such a whiny brat in their premise. Unless they really mistake her for a child, and find it as an excuse for her behaviour.