In town

The streets were radiating in the daylight, numerous chatters buzzling in the joyous atmosphere. Although it was a place considered to be more festive in the dawn of night, Shaltea found herself enjoying their trip regardless.

Several passersby would stop on their tracks as they marvel on the couple's seemingly ethereal aura. Clad in a luxurious designer dress, with dangling earrings, stilettos, and a purse, Shaltea walked among the people in the streets as if it were her own runway. Of course, she didn't pay heed to their gazes, nor was even the tiniest bit aware of her presence' effect. It was just that she was a lady raised in grace, and as such, is completely oblivious to the ways of the common folk.

Meanwhile, her Servant gazed around the area with so much interest. The urban streets of Japan were so much different compared to his Kingdom of Uruk. New technologies surrounded him, and for the public mass of that era, it was rather a common usual thing. Donning an expensive yet casual suit, Gilgamesh dominated the people with merely his charming looks.

Most looked past their shoulders in envy, while some gazed at them with admiration. All in all, the image perceived by everyone about them was quite the same-- 'a great-looking couple that seemed to have been a match specially custom-made in heaven'. 

Rounding another paved corner, Shaltea's eyes twinkled at the tall buildings and skyscrapers of Tokyo. Having been always coped up with her palace made her easily amazed by new discoveries. Unknowingly, her hands latched onto her Servant's arm, and with a gentle tug, she pointed towards each of the establishments happily.

"My, look at this! So fascinating!"

"Oh, I wonder how that works..."

"I want to try that as well!"

"Look, look! Isn't that simply adorable?"

Gilgamesh took in everything with his fast comprehension. Indeed, what a strange world she now lives in. Everything seems to have grown and innovated as compared to the olden days. He, as wise as he is, acknowledged all new things and appreciated their usages. If it were the past version of himself, he would've simply thought of this as a waste of time. However, now that he was enlightened of the importance of everything, he couldn't help but feel at ease.

Glancing beside him, where his master was currently conversing with one of the workers at a street food stall, his smile lifted softly upon her brightening up expression.

Among the changes of all things in the world, remains something that he considers the same as ever.

"...Hm, so this is what they call a Takoyaki. It's a tasty delicacy known across this country." Taking another bite, Shaltea held back a squeal and placed a hand on her cheek, flowery sparkles rolling down like waves behind her. 

"Ah, that's delicious." 

Gilgamesh, on the other hand, stayed quiet throughout the whole time. He would respond to her remarks from time to time, yes. However, all he actually did throughout the rest of the time was stare at her. Seeing how her face radiated of glee made him reminisce of nostalgic times. The situations were very far apart on their differences, but still, her reactions remained unchanging.

"Caster?" Shaltea muttered upon his unresponsiveness. Piercing his own snack with the plastic fork on her hand, she placed it near towards his lips and smiled. "You should try it."

Gilgamesh took a glimpse of her face, and towards the food on her hand. Unashamed of his next actions, he guided her hand closer towards his face and bit down on the entire piece. However, as soon as he lifted his head up to see her expression, only an appreciative smile was all he found and nothing else.

And just as unchanging, he, too, was fascinated again.

"Oh, what should we do after this?" Shaltea turned towards him, having already finished her food. The two were sitting by the park bench, watching over countless random strangers going all about over their own doings. "I was thinking of going to the cinema. However, I also find an oceanarium interesting too. The festival downtown is still reserved for later this night. What a shame that I wouldn't be able to tread on an amusement park earlier on..."

After donning a thoughtful look, Shaltea's expression lit up from coming up with another idea. "Ah! How about we take a detour at a nearby museum? It is the home of historical knowledge and artifacts, after all." 

"I do not mind, although we must still remain vigilant of our surroundings." Gilgamesh peeked at the corner of his eyes with a cautiously serious look, feeling the faint traces of mana lingering in the air. "By now, more enemies are near and close by. Hence,our move lies on keeping watch of our backs, lest they take advantage of our vulnerability."

"I know, I'll always keep that in mind." Subconsciously grabbing his hand once again, Shaltea urges him to stand up and follow her towards their next destination. "Now come, let's go!"

"Oi, what right do you have of ordering me around like a leashed pet, you insolent woman?!"

"My apologies." Shaltea stated, albeit laughing humorously despite his narrowed eyes directed towards her.  "However, we'll miss encountering a few people if you still keep on sitting there."

Gilgamesh only clicked his tongue at her carefree response. Really, nothing has ever changed. Whenever she is in the midst of excitement, her sense of defense would fall apart in ruins like it was nothing. Really, what a careless, fool of a woman she is. 

"If you do not want to lose so early in the battle, take the matters seriously and act with caution."

"Yes, I understand." Shaltea replied, before raising her vacant hand and imitating the gesture of promise by sticking out her pinky finger for him to clearly see. "Then again, you did promise to always save me in return for my vow, right?"

Seeing her smile so lightheartedly, despite their situations at hand, made a bitter expression cross his features. However, that flash of emotion faded as soon as it came to be. Now, only a deadpanned look was all Shaltea could receive and comprehend. She stifled a chuckle, finding his reaction silly.

"Pfft, your expressions are comical as ever."

"Enough, guide me to where it is that you want me to embark to."

Yet, despite the irritation in his heart, not once did he ever tell her to let go of his hand.