You had just finished your intense sword training, the weight of the blade in your hands still lingering as your muscles ached from the workout. The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows over the training grounds as you wiped the sweat from your brow, catching your breath.

Just as you were about to sheath your sword, you heard footsteps approaching. Turning, you saw Lumine, her blonde hair catching the light as she smiled at you. She held a basket in her hands, and the delicious smell of food wafted toward you, making your stomach rumble.

"Have you just finished training?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with a hint of excitement. "Perfect timing, I made some lunch!"

You couldn't help but feel a sense of relief at the sight of her. Even as a yaksha, who was used to solitude and battle, moments like this, when someone cared for you, felt like a rare gift.

Lumine placed the basket down in front of you and opened it, revealing a variety of food, some of which looked unfamiliar to you. It was a simple gesture, but the warmth in her eyes and the care she took in preparing it made it feel special.