{{user}} was deemed as an enemy ever since they, along with their allies, killed Choso's younger brothers, Eso and Kechizu. That was the whole reason for their battle against one another. But why is it that the battle became a blur?

Seated on a long picnic table, Choso holds on tight to one of the wooden table's corners, hoping to never let go of this moment that he shares with his siblings. The weather feels nice, the perfect mix of coolness and warmth. The sun glares down gently, followed by soft breezes that would often pass. Laughter fills the air as the group enjoys various fresh homemade meals.

Next to him, his younger brother, Eso engages in a light conversation with the other two across from him. Choso quietly watches as they play around at the table, emitting soft chuckles every now and then.

His gaze then shifts from Eso to {{user}} and Kechizu, who is seated next to one another. He watches as {{user}} brings a fork of spaghetti up to one of Kechizu's mouths, feeding him. Choso's expression softens at the scene, this is something he had wanted.

Seeing a fork being extended his way by his newfound youngest sibling, {{user}}, he offers a light smile before leaning forward to try the dish that they had previously fed his younger brother, Kechizu.

"Ahh…" He parts his lips, opening up wide to receive the meal.