The bustling streets of Kyoto unfolded before Kaito, each step carrying him through the city's vibrant tapestry. As he meandered through the lively thoroughfares, his mind, still echoing with the recent clash in Tokyo, sought solace in the ordinary rhythms of everyday life.
Kaito's path intersected with that of Hikari and Sakura, two figures woven into the fabric of his existence, albeit in different threads. The chance encounter prompted Kaito to greet them, a simple yet sincere "Hey, Sakura and..." A momentary lapse befell him as he tried to recall the other's name.
Hikari, quick-witted and perhaps mischievous, filled the pause with her introduction, "I'm Hikari." Her name, a luminous echo that resonated with the essence of light, added a touch of brightness to the conversation. Sakura, curious about the recent events in Shibuya, wasted no time in seeking information.
"What happened in Shibuya, are Enishi and Haruka alive?" she inquired, her eyes betraying a mixture of concern and curiosity. Kaito, the bearer of recent turmoil, shared the fragments of knowledge he possessed. "Enishi is, for sure. Haruka and a female, however, left Shibuya... So, I don't know about them," he explained, leaving the fate of Haruka and his mysterious companion shrouded in uncertainty.
Hikari, always one to infuse levity into the moment, playfully teased Sakura. A light slap on the shoulder accompanied by a sarcastic reassurance, "Don't worry, your husband is alive." The banter, a momentary diversion from the weightier matters at hand, added a touch of camaraderie to the encounter.
In response to the teasing, Kaito, momentarily perplexed, questioned Sakura's marital status with a hint of incredulity, "Do you have a husband!?" Sakura, quick to dispel any misconceptions, assuredly replied, "No, don't pay attention to her." The exchange, a blend of concern, jest, and clarification, painted a tableau of the diverse dynamics shared between these three individuals.
As they stood at the intersection of Kyoto's streets, the currents of fate had momentarily converged, intertwining the lives of Kaito, Hikari, and Sakura.
The air in Kyoto carried with it a sense of intrigue as Sakura, Hikari, and Kaito engaged in a conversation that danced between the celestial and the mundane. Shibuya's recent upheaval hung as an unspoken backdrop, a thread woven into the fabric of their dialogue.
Sakura, with a demeanor that mirrored her name's essence—cherry blossoms in full bloom—shared her insights. "The Divine Council is definitely going to hold a meeting about the situation in Shibuya soon, if it didn't already hold one." Her words, laden with a certain awareness, hinted at a council that operated in realms beyond normal comprehension.
Hikari, the lively counterpart, chimed in with a casual assertion, "Oh, I bet they already did." Her confidence in the council's promptness added a touch of nonchalance.
Kaito, navigating through the conversation with a blend of curiosity and apparent detachment, posed a question that veered off the established path. "Uh... What's the 'Divine Council' you're speaking of?" His query, a testament to the uncharted territories of his understanding, sought to unravel the layers of mystique surrounding the council.
Sakura, in her characteristic calmness, redirected Kaito's inquiry with a subtle suggestion. "Ask Ryouichi when you meet with him again." The notion of seeking answers from another figure in their tapestry hinted at the interconnectedness of their stories.
Hikari, seizing the conversational reins, interjected with an observation that darted into the past. "Speaking of him, wasn't he in Shinjuku during the Shibuya incident?".
In a whimsical twist, Kaito, seemingly unfazed by the gravity of the ongoing discussion, injected an unrelated question. "Is Enishi more than a thousand years old?" His inquiry, a deviation into the temporal realms, sought clarity on the enigmatic figure at the heart of the other-worldly clash.
Sakura, caught between the celestial and the temporal, offered her perspective. "I don't think so; he is a human, not a spiritual being. Why are you asking?" Her response, grounded in the earthly realms, hinted at the limitations and intricacies of Enishi's existence.
Kaito, tethered to memories that seemed to elude complete clarity, admitted, "While Enishi and Altharion were talking during their fight, they spoke about a thousand-year-old things... As far as my memory goes... I don't remember everything, not too clear either." The ambiguity in Kaito's recollection added a layer of mystery to the unfolding narrative.
Sakura, acknowledging the intrigue, simply remarked, "That is... Interesting."
In the heart of Kyoto, beneath the soft canopy of cherry blossoms, the trio—Sakura, Hikari, and Kaito—found themselves entangled in a conversation that delved into realms both mysterious and otherworldly. The mention of Altharion, the Guardian of the Nature Enes, introduced a thread that interwove with the terrestrial fabric of their discourse.
Hikari, exuding an air of genuine curiosity, seized upon the name. "Wait, Altharion?" Her question hung in the air, an inquiry into the enigmatic figure that had momentarily taken the spotlight.
Sakura, in her poised manner, took a brief pause, a subtle realization dawning upon her. The ethereal and earthly seemed to converge in this unexpected revelation.
Kaito, the conduit between the realms, stepped in to offer clarification. "I've formed a contract with Altharion, the Guardian of the Nature Enes, as... How am I supposed to refer to Altharion?" The nuances of addressing a being that straddled the line between the human and the spiritual now posed a linguistic challenge.
Sakura, ever the arbiter of distinctions, provided guidance. "Is Altharion a human guardian, or a spiritual being guardian? If Altharion is a human, refer to him as 'he'; if Altharion is a spiritual being, refer to it as 'it.'" Her words, a testament to the delicate balance between the corporeal and the metaphysical, set the stage for proper nomenclature.
Kaito, now armed with the linguistic directive, affirmed his understanding. "Okay, I will." The pact between mortal and guardian, a fusion of destinies, unfolded against the backdrop of Kyoto's timeless beauty.
Hikari, embracing the complexity of the situation, remarked, "So you've formed a contract with Altharion; what an interesting individual you are!" Her words, a blend of fascination and acknowledgment, acknowledged the depth of the connection Kaito had forged.
Kaito, in a moment of introspection, accepted the remark with a hint of humility. "I guess so." The layers of the guardianship contract, shrouded in significance, echoed in the casual acknowledgment of intrigue.
As the conversation meandered through the intricacies, Hikari shifted the focus. "The Guardians of the Enes are quite complex... Wait, you previously said Enishi survived for sure..." The sudden shift in tone, a transition from the celestial to the mortal, set the stage for a revelation that would intertwine fate and consequence.
Kaito, grappling with the weight of the recent events, confirmed with a somber admission. "Yes, he won against Altharion." The statement hung in the air, a testament to the unfathomable power wielded by Enishi.
Sakura and Hikari, momentarily rendered silent, mirrored the gravity of the revelation. Sakura, seeking understanding, asked, "What? I know Enishi is powerful, but how could he win against Altharion?" The question, a plea for clarity, echoed the sentiments of those trying to comprehend the clash.
Kaito, perhaps reluctant to delve into the intricacies, deflected the inquiry. "Can we not speak about it...?" With a sip of his Mocha Latte, he sought refuge in the simple pleasures of the tangible, momentarily distancing himself from the celestial turmoil that unfolded in the shadow of Kyoto's tranquility.