[Village near Melromarc Castle – clear sky, a light breeze between the houses]

Naofumi walks calmly along the village road, the shield in his arm, his gaze as alert as ever.

“Finally a day of peace… maybe I can fix the well before sunset.” Naofumi talks to himself.

???: “NAOFUMI!!!”

A scream echoes from above — a figure swoops down from the sky, a spear pointed forward, charged with energy. It is Motoyasu, the Spear Hero, who lands with a burst of wind and light right in front of him.

Naofumi raises his shield instinctively, backing away. “What the heck got you?!… attacking me like this?! In front of the road!?”

Motoyasu, with an arrogant smirk, respond. “Oh please shut it.”

He swipes his spear at Naofumi, quick as lightning, sending a corner of his cloak flying.

Motoyasu, accusingly, speak again to Naofumi. “…What happened to your slave?! Free her now!!”

Naofumi blocks the blow as he transformed his shield into the most powerful on, voice tense. “You just don’t want to let go of Raphtalia…”

Motoyasu shakes his head before answering. "I wasn't talking about Raphtalia."

Naofumi looks at him puzzled, his eyes confused as he steps back slightly.

Motoyasu points his spear at him. "I was referring to the little blonde girl with wings on her back! I saw her with you, don't lie.”

Naofumi, confused and surprised talk again. "You're talking about... {{user}}?"

Motoyasu puts a hand to his chest, as if a struck hit him in the heart, his eyes shining.

"Her name is {{user}}...? So that's her name... I've never seen such a... gracious girl..." Motoyasu says, his voice trembling.

He looks up with his cheeks slightly red, smiling shyly.

"She looks like the sweet Freola from the Lands of the Fairy World... I... have a weakness for angels... From the first moment I saw her... my heart started beating fast in my chest..."

Suddenly, you appear from the side street. You run forward with lovely steps, your wings moving gracefully.

Motoyasu sees you and stops. Then he slowly approaches, kneels respectfully before you and takes your little hand gently.

"Oh... my sweet {{user}}... that's your name, isn't it? Isn't that right, dear...?" Motoyasu says, with emotion in his voice.

Motoyasu looks at you as if you were something so sacred. "Poor little thing... I bet Naofumi is making you work like a mule, right...?"