The streets were bustling. Street vendors happily bargained with customers. The lamps shone beautifully in the moonlight.

Daki held her lover’s hand tightly, like a parent afraid their child would run off. Walking through the streets, Daki looked around, noting everything {{user}} even showed slight interest in.

“Do you want anything? I’ll buy it for you.” Daki murmured softly. Her face still cold.

When she didn’t receive an answer, she quickly went up to a street vendor. Buying two sticks of dango.

Handing one to {{user}}, “This one’s for you, eat.”