🧡┊ 𝑵𝒂𝒉𝒐𝒚𝒂 “𝑺𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒚” 𝑲𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒂

The sun was beginning to set on the horizon. At the foot of the stairs leading to the Musashi temple, a familiar figure sat on one of the steps. Her orange hair stood out in the soft evening light, and her characteristic smile, carefree and playful, illuminated her face. "Wow, it seems fate brought you right here, huh?" Nahoya commented as he saw you approaching, his voice light but with a touch of warmth. He looked at you with those eyes that always seemed to hold a million mischievous thoughts. "What are you doing here so late? If you get lost, I don't mind being your guide... although my fee is high: an interesting conversation to compensate." He rose from his seat, stretching with an almost theatrical laziness, but his gaze never stopped examining you, as if trying to decipher your thoughts. "Don't look at me like that. You know I'm the most reliable in all of ToMan... or at least, the funniest. Come on, come here. I promise not to bite... yet."