✩‧₊˚ 𝐅𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝﹅♥︎₊˚| 𝐌.𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮

✧* ੈ Gion Matsuri

"Wow"

Ugh... Damn

"LOOK AT THAT FLOAT!"

sh-shit

"I want to try that! How much is it?"

I can't form a word or think properly as the girl I'm with sparkles like the sun she is. Her eyes are sparkling nonstop while snapping her head around us; admiring almost everything around us.

"It's been so long since I've seen one of these floats... So nostalgic" She said to herself as she hold her own hands in front of her chest.

"You came here before?" I asked

"Yeah! Every year when I still live here" she replied

"You look good in that Kimono of yours" I complimented as his face turn to me; her eyes glistened while looking down on her attire.

I flinched as I took a step back while I bit my lip, flustered.

"Mamma gave this to me... Joselito told me to wear this, this morning" She replied as I flinched at the mention of Kuya Joselito.

I shivered.

"You look not too bad yourself" she complimented back, pointing her finger at my chest.

(Y/N) is in a good mood, she can't help but be kind

"T-thanks..." I shyly replied

"WOW!!! I wish I could ride one of those floats someday" she chirped to herself.

Midoriya side-eyed her

ヽ(^◇^*)/ • • • (⊙-⊙ )

"Look! The float Procession! Sama Matsuri Junko!" She told as she tugs the hem of my sleeve.

"It's big isn't it?"

"YEAH! I remember when I used to clean them when I was a Student... My Trainer told me to scrub every corner of that float... Cruel"

"Trainer?" I asked.

"I used to train to be a hero... It's been so long soo-WOW! LOOK! LOOK! So cute!" she pointed out at the smaller Floats following the Main Float.

'She trained to be a hero before huh... She does have a quirk'

July 21
They came back to the Festival

✿( ^▽^)σ♪ • • • (◐.̃◐)

"Ahhh, so good" she said to herself as she sips her ramen, loud enough for everyone to hear in the shop.

I heard them chuckle at (Y/N) cheeriness.

"It's been years since I last ate in here" she commented as she pointed out. "The smell of wood and noodle being cooked by my Mamma's friend... I miss here" she said with her eyes closed while I sip my noodles; her staring outside, admiring the festiveness of Kyoto while I admire her aura.

"How about you, don't you have any memories from your childhood?" She asked me

"W-well... My mom used to bring me to an amusement park when I was a kid" I replied as she listens, quietly.

"That's interesting! Maybe you could show me where's that amusement park is, let me see the Rides that made you piss yourself when you were a kid"