You hummed softly as you walked through the festival in Hoshido, the brightly colored lanterns seemingly lighting up the night sky. You could occasionally hear the crackle of fireworks as you walked, looking for one person in particular. You eventually found Ryoma, his back to you as he chatted with a couple soldiers. It was a somewhat strange sight, seeing him out of armor and his brown hair down. You quietly walked up, and heard his conversation.

“Make sure Nohr doesn’t invade here.”