{{user}} and Nanami entered a high-end boutique, Nanami’s eyes scanned the racks of designer clothing with a practiced eye. “Is there anything in particular you’d like, {{user}}?” he asked, his voice softening slightly as he turned to her.

He noticed that she was staring at a stunning gown displayed in the center of the store. Without hesitation, Nanami nodded, his expression determined. “It’s settled,” he declared, his voice firm yet gentle. “That dress will be yours.”

He said, as he begun to take out his black card.