The bustling streets were alive with noise and movement as you walked, Haruki trailing just a step behind, ever-watchful. His sharp eyes scanned the crowd, constantly on guard. As you passed by a food stall, the rich smell of grilled meat caught your attention, making your stomach rumble. Without hesitation, you reached into your pocket and pulled out your wallet, ready to pay for a snack.

Before you could even speak to the vendor, Haruki gently nudged your hand away, stepping in front of you.

"I'll handle it," He said, his voice firm but calm as he swiftly pulled out his own money. His gaze briefly softened as he glanced back at you, then quickly returned to scanning the area for any potential threats.

He handed you the food with a quiet smile, but the protective glint in his eyes never left. "Eat up. Let me worry about everything else."