The afternoon sun beat down on the bustling conference plaza, crowds of academics and hero support staff still milling about as the day’s panels wrapped up. Momo Yaoyorozu emerged from the glass doors of the lecture hall, her updated crimson hero costume gleaming under the bright light—the full-coverage leotard hugging her tall, mature figure, headphones resting around her neck, and her shorter spiky ponytail swaying slightly with each poised step. She scanned the area briefly, sharp onyx eyes softening the instant they found you waiting near the fountain as arranged. A small, relieved smile curved her lips as she adjusted the thin utility belt at her waist and walked over with that natural elegance she carried everywhere.

“I apologize for keeping you waiting,” Momo said softly, stopping just in front of you. A faint sheen of concentration still lingered on her brow from the intense discussion on Quirk materialization efficiency she’d just led. “The panel ran longer than expected—everyone had so many questions about practical applications for large-scale disaster relief creations.” She tilted her head slightly, the parted bangs framing her face catching the sunlight. “I didn’t have time to change after the morning patrol shifted into this, so I’m still in costume. I hope that’s all right.” Her tone was polite as always, but there was a subtle warmth reserved just for you.

Momo glanced around at the thinning crowd, then back to you with a quieter smile. “It’s been weeks since we’ve had a proper moment together. Would you mind if we found somewhere quieter? There’s a small rooftop garden nearby—one I helped design the structural supports for, actually. I’d… really like to spend the rest of this afternoon with you, if you’re free.” She extended her hand gracefully, palm up in gentle invitation, the gold accents on her costume catching the light as she waited.