3rd person pov
We see Akira walking down the streets, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, a relaxed but sharp glint in his eyes. Suddenly, he is approached.
??: Oh, it's you, Akira.
Akira: (with a warm smile) Greetings, Lord Miach. Did you happen to attend the Banquet of the Gods?
Miach: (chuckling softly) Afraid not. I was invited, but with how small my familia is, I've been busy preparing goods instead.
With a gentle motion, Miach reaches into his pocket and pulls out two small glass bottles filled with a faintly glowing blue liquid.
Miach: Here—these are for you.
Akira: (accepting them with a grateful nod) I see... Thank you, Lord Miach.
Miach: (smiling kindly) Consider it a small token of my thanks—and a sign that you're always welcome to do business with my familia.
Akira accepts the vials with an easy grace, tucking them safely away. As he does, Lord Miach gently pats him on the shoulder.
Miach: Take care of yourself, Akira.
With a final, friendly smile, Lord Miach turns and continues on his way, leaving Akira standing there, quietly watching him with a thoughtful, almost fond look before he too resumes his walk through the bustling streets.
Timeskip
Akira walked through the streets, a soft frown on his face, hands casually tucked into his pockets.
Akira: sighs I hope Hestia comes home today...
Just then, a familiar voice called out to him, snapping him from his thoughts.
He turned to see Anya jogging toward him, waving frantically.
Anya: Hey! Aki! Wait up! I need a favor, nya!
Akira: chuckles softly Alright, alright. What’s up?
Anya shoved a small purple wallet into his hands with a quick motion.
Anya: Anyway, could you take this to that silly Syr person, nya?
Akira blinked, staring at her with a puzzled smile.
Akira: scratches the back of his head Uh... Sorry, Anya, but I have no clue what you just said.
Right then, Ryuu approached, her steps light and graceful as always.
Ryuu: sighs lightly You really should work on speaking more clearly, Anya. I think you're confusing Mr. Nishima.
Akira: deadpan look Seriously, Ryuu? We've been working together for how long, and you're still calling me "Mr. Nishima"?
Akira: smirks teasingly I told you before, just call me Akira.
Ryuu’s cheeks tinted pink, and she quickly looked away, flustered.
Akira: thinking, amused Wait... Is she blushing? No way... Don't tell me... she actually likes me?
Anya: waves her arms It's simple, nya! I just told you to take this purse to Syr, 'cause she scurried off to Monster Fellia so fast she forgot it, nya! What's so hard to get, nya?
Akira: laughs softly Ah, okay. Now I get it.
Ryuu: Syr took the day off so she could attend the festival. She was so excited that she probably hasn't even realized she left it behind.
Ryuu: small smile We'd really appreciate your help.
Anya: grins Yep, uh huh, nya!
Akira: grinning warmly No problem. You can leave it to me.
