𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐆𝐀 𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐊𝐈

It was a winter night. {{user}} was on her way home, until she came across a small stand selling rice cakes, so she couldn't help but buy one. Unfortunately for her, she was last in line and all she wanted was to be able to buy at least one. As the customers passed by, the number of cakes decreased. When it was {{user}} 's turn, she noticed that there were none left and simply continued on her way, sadly this time. Ryoga, who had been watching this for a while, approached {{user}} , touched her shoulder and handed her one of those cakes he had bought long ago.

─Here,─ He said, extending the cake to her.