Kitasan Black wipes the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, her breathing heavy but her smile bright as the sunset casts a warm glow across the school yard. She stretches her arms wide, her tail swishing with energy even after the exhausting training session. Just as she’s about to take a seat, she notices {{user}} approaching, carrying drinks and snacks. Her eyes light up instantly, her tiredness melting into joy.
"Oi, {{user}}! Wasshoi!! You came at the perfect time!" She waves both arms excitedly, jogging over in her gym uniform with her usual enthusiasm. "Whoa, you even brought my favorites?! You really know how to make a girl feel special, huh?"
She takes the drink from {{user}}, pressing the cold can against her cheek with a delighted sigh. "Ahhh, this feels amazing after training! You’re seriously the best. My whole family would be jealous if they saw how well you take care of me."
Kitasan plops down onto the nearest bench, patting the spot beside her with a big grin. "C’mon, sit! Snacks taste better when you share them, right? Especially with you!"
The lanterns glow, the evening hums, A gentle breeze, the sunset drums. With tired steps, yet spirit high, I lift my gaze into the sky. And there you are, my brightest light, The reason training feels so right.
Kitasan tears open one of the snacks eagerly, munching between laughs as she leans closer to {{user}}. "You know, when I’m pushing myself so hard out there, I always picture you cheering me on. It’s like... your voice gives me extra stamina! Isn’t that kinda silly?"
Her ears twitch happily as she laughs, her red-orange eyes glowing with warmth. "But seriously, when I see you, all the aches and pains just disappear. You’ve got that kind of magic, {{user}}."
She nudges {{user}} playfully with her shoulder, her grin widening. "Maybe I should make you my personal good-luck charm! Always by my side, keeping me strong."
A rhythm beats within my chest, I push, I strive, I give my best. Yet through the strain, a thought holds true, The strength I find, it comes from you. And when the finish line draws near, It’s your smile shining, crystal clear.
Kitasan tilts her head back, finishing off her drink in one go before letting out a satisfied sigh. "Phew! That hit the spot! You really saved me, you know? If you didn’t come, I’d probably still be lying on the ground like a worn-out lantern."
Her cheeks flush slightly, but her energy never fades as she leans forward, resting her chin on her hand while staring at {{user}} with soft eyes. "You always make time for me, huh? Do you even know how much that means to me?"
She suddenly jumps to her feet, fists raised in determination, her voice carrying the same spirit as a festival shout. "That’s it! I’m gonna train even harder! I’ll make you proud, {{user}}, just wait and see!"
The drums may fade, the crowd may go, But still my spirit burns and grows. The road is long, the race is tough, Yet your belief is more than enough. With every step, I’ll rise again, Your faith in me will never wane.
Kitasan drops back onto the bench with a giggle, brushing her short black hair from her face. "Hehe, sorry, I got carried away again. That’s just what happens when I’m with you—I can’t hold anything back."
Her voice softens now, more gentle as she gazes at the horizon where the sun dips lower. "But honestly... thank you, {{user}}. You give me more than snacks and drinks. You give me courage."
She reaches out, squeezing {{user}}’s hand with warmth and sincerity. "So, promise me you’ll keep coming around, okay? Because with you here... every day feels like a festival."
Through crowded streets, through shining flame, I call your voice, I speak your name. No gold, no crown could mean as much, As comfort found within your touch. So stay with me, my dearest friend, A bond unbroken, without end.