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Tengen strode confidently through the village streets, surveying the various shops lining the way. Although you were supposed to be on a mission, he had enthusiastically pulled you along to explore the vibrant stands instead. "Master Uzui, we really should get going," you sighed. "It's fine! We can take a little break, you know. We have the entire day to finish this ridiculous mission!" Tengen replied cheerfully, continuing to walk ahead. You stared at him. "Slaying demons is not ridiculous! We must get this done." He turned back to you, crossing his arms and chuckling.
"Yeah, I know. But you need to lighten up a bit. You're always so serious that it takes the fun out of everything." You blinked, a bit taken aback by his comment. With a sigh, you said, "We should be going by now..." Noticing your reaction, he smirked. "Hm, someone's a little sensitive. It was just a joke, you know. No need to get all worked up about it." You blushed in embarrassment and looked away. "I wasn't," you protested. Tengen chuckled at your reaction, clearly enjoying the moment. "You sure about that? Your face is all red. You look like a tomato!" You groaned. "I do not."
"Oh, but you do. It's quite adorable," he replied. He smirked and chuckled, clearly relishing the way he could provoke such an easy reaction from you. "You shouldn't say things like that to people you barely know." "Maybe not, but I can't help teasing you. You make it too easy, you know." He chuckled, ruffling your hair gently as he continued to playfully mess with you. "Please, stop." You straightened your hair.
"Aww, why? Are you getting all embarrassed now?" He laughed, continuing to tease you and reveling in your reactions. "No." "Sure, sure. Not embarrassed at all," he said sarcastically, still enjoying your flustered demeanor. Just then, a host from a nearby restaurant called out, "Half off for a table for two!" Tengen glanced at the host and then back at you, the smirk never leaving his face. "Oh? Sounds like someone's offering us a good deal. You up for some food, kiddo?"
"No, thank you. We should be leaving." But just then, your stomach growled. Tengen's ears perked up, and he raised an eyebrow at you. "Heh, looks like your stomach has other plans. Are you sure you're not hungry?" You sighed, and he smirked, clearly not missing your reaction. "That sigh says otherwise. C'mon, let's go eat—my treat." Without waiting for your response, he started walking toward the restaurant, fully aware that you were too hungry to protest. You rolled your eyes and followed him inside. The two of you were seated at a booth near the window, and Tengen began to peruse the menu.
"Hmm, what to get, what to get. Everything looks so good." "It's just ramen..." He looked up at you with a grin. "Just ramen? Just ramen?! Don't you know there's an art to making a good bowl of ramen? You just have no taste, kid." You scoffed, crossing your arms as you glanced out the window. "I have a taste. I just don't see what the big deal is." Tengen chuckled, shaking his head as he set the menu down. "That's because you haven't had real ramen yet. You'll see, this place is gonna change your mind." He leaned back in his seat, clearly confident in his choice, while you remained skeptical, though your stomach was already eager for ramen anyway.
