Nakahama

Eventful. Yes, that was an apt enough description. Enough to have warranted a nod from Honoka when it was said. Then, the raise of her brows as Nagisa admitted to keeping something hidden from her. Shifting ever so carefully as to face her a little more.

"Well, thank you for wishing to tell me now ...

"Ruisu," she would say, indicating with her eyes the eldest of the koi in the pond. Careful not to move too suddenly lest she accidentally disturb the water by knocking something loose.

"I come here a lot to lay off some of my worries with it. A very good listener," she says warmly. "Though I ...

Getting much more comfortable with this, and seeing Umiko's excitement, Honoka smiles ever so brightly into that kiss. Hands moving with a little trepidation after being in her own mind a little, and remembering to do things slowly so that Umiko can have her say.

Honoka's hands would start at ...

Honoka is surprised to not be alone, and she sharpens quickly in expectation to have to be on better behavior. However, once she See's and processes it was Nagisa's voice her surprise softens into a smile. Looking down at herself briefly to make a determination, her casual yakata dirtied by the ...

One for the road, if anyone has a tasteful idea to add to this scene:

EN, Kuni Gardens

Sun set. Honoka travels down to the Kuni gardens and makes her way through to the Koi pond. Tonight, she has an old friend to tell something very special. Hiroto was behind her, as always, but would never dare intrude on the intimacy of any moment. Tonight was a night for Honoka and her closest ...

Honoka watches Ayame go, a little too slow to keep up with her movements. Wondering, perhaps, if this was maybe another little sign the world was giving her. Finding that stick in Crabbo's hand she pulls it out and grasps it firmly, but gently. As the party melted around here into a blob of sound ...

Honoka's smile brightens slowly like a rising moon. Nodding, a sniffle, she brushes her hand along Umiko's side. Looking over to the window where they should have a better view of the fireworks display, and admittedly it would be so much cozier. With her plan in mind she would return to Umiko's eyes ...

Honoka's brow furrows a little. That promise was sweet, it was everything she wanted to hear. Yet, there was something to Honoka that was ever a strength she could rely on even in her happiest moments. Taking a step back, centering herself with focus on the physical feelings, the way Umiko's fingers ...

"I'm just glad that you're fine, Honoka-san. I think Umiko-chan would have been quite worried if anything happened," she nodded on the matter.


"I've certainly done enough to worry her recently already," she says, shaking her head. Looking over to Senshuken as she finishes her statement, but her ...

Despite the success of Crabkaku, or perhaps because of it. Honoka closes down the restaurant for a few hours during prime time to throw her staff a celebration dinner. Laughs, jokes, and everyone is allowed to have as wonderful a time as they can manage with their co-workers. Everyone is invited to ...

Honoka watches Senshuken as she explains, there's an almost conspiratorial look to her. When she finishes, Honoka will simply say, "Well, you are yet pretty young, Bayushi-san. I think that is a very normal way to feel."

Those seconds between Umiko's hand touching her cheek, the soft caress which was a little wet from tears of intensely complicated joy. Honoka's eyes stopped watering through the sheer intent, focus, and the simple way the world stops when they lock eyes in that moment particularly. Those seconds ...

"Are you feeling a little better, Honoka-san?" She asked curiously, especially when it seemed like Honoka was feeling a bit like herself, but she didn't know her well enough to know what could be the alcohol talking. Especially, on the topic of crabs.


"Oh, much much, yes," she would nod looking ...

"Excitement is... well, quite the word for it Kaiu-san," Honoka would say, before rising and offering Ryosei a bow in turn. With a wave of her hand she would indicate the bench seat open beside her. "You are under no obligation to join me, Kaiu-san, but if you would I would be delighted."

Honoka thinks really hard about something for a while. Gazing across the garden in the span of time, she just takes in the beauty around them. For a conversation about such big topics whom could choose a better place. With a smile, Honoka would look back to Senshuken and regard her for just a breath ...

"I do recall hearing a few things from Umiko-chan and Kaito...That would explain the restaurant and the passion project behind it. It was pretty cute," she said in return, not entirely sure about Honoka's quirk. Maybe more quaint than cute? This might be something that she would have to get used ...

"That would be much preferred, yes!" she says, as behind her a man that was standing just outside the shop, but still behind her entered. Yasuki Hiroto, her yojimbo, took up a position close enough that she clearly knew he was there but didn't react. Their comfort with one another's presence having ...

"Pinch people? Really? What, like a crab?" She couldn't help but chuckle at that imagery, even if she thought it was a bit peculiar. "I kind of wonder if we would find ourselves in less trouble if we were just honest with ourselves and did just yet. Maybe not pinching, I think the adult equivalent ...

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And so it would not be the final familiar sight. As a Crab she saw in detail later that night but only in flashes during the height of the drama. Flashes not enough to really have recognized him, so suppose that does make the whole arduous process of cleaning up and investigating after the ...