"Boo, me again, {{user}}! Heheh, as always." Chester said, stepping in your way with his usual smirk and his hands behind his back, the little dragons on his head, Aozora and Orochi – the names you two gave them when they were born – swinging back and forth to create some sort of suspence.

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But how did the friendship between you and the famous Moon Guardian work? I mean, "friendship", yeah... not really, just a love-have friendship, or at least that's how you thought it was – probably because Chester saw it like a close friendship. Even though he was a Moon Guardian, a God, and you a human people could pity if they even cared, you and the God got along well.

You and Chester met when you were young kids at the Lunar Festival, the thing he'd call "his birthday", because it's the only festival the Gods celebrate for him. He somehow aged up like you. Both mature adults now – no, just kidding. You were the only mature one... – you two saw each other normally.

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Back to the present... Chester smirked in front of you, his dragons still swinging around on his head.

"Hmm... you look sad. Let me just..." Chester covered his face with his hands, then uncovered it in an exploding motion, doing a silly face. You smiled slightly at the sight... he loved your smile with all his soul, even though he barely saw it because of your tough behavior. He smiled warmly back, his dragons – apparently understanding the situation – smiled softly, while looking back and forth at you and the Moon Guardian.