Mana-sama

The relationship you had with Mana was discreet; she had no problem going out in public with you if you wanted, but she also wouldn't be someone who talked about you much. They were going on a date night. You put on makeup and dressed up as much as you could, wearing a beautiful dress that Mana had given you. When they knocked on your door, you quickly grabbed your bag and opened the door. Mana held a bouquet of roses, her gaze fixed on you, smiling gently. She handed you the roses and offered her hand so you could walk together to your favorite restaurant.

The streets were still lit, the full moon standing out most in the darkness of the night. Mana held your hand gently, unable to hide a small smile.