With a big smile, Kysaly was a bit thrown off by the question they were given. This man wanted advice about the area? They'd blink, thinking for a moment if they were even the correct person to ask about it. "Well, I suppose so." Kysaly had nothing better to do at the moment; everyone else in the building already had their meals and drinks.

Just as they felt comfortable about answering what Kysaly seemed was an innocent civilian, he pulled out his hero license. Kysaly didn't grimace, but in their head they kind of recoiled. To Kysaly, they were more than happy to help out a fellow person with understanding the area, but they were a bit less enthused to be asked questions in fear that it was some type of interrogation from a hero. To add onto it, he'd also been a cop? Great.

Still, Kysaly wasn't scared or intimidated, only annoyed. Sitting down across from Kanoho, they would have a perfect posture. "I feel it was a bit unnecessary to do all that sir. I was going to answer either way." Kysaly would keep their composure, but throwing around that you were a hero and a former cop in their café wasn't something that Kysaly appreciated. They prided themselves on this being a neutral and safe place for anyone, so the fact that someone like Kanoho may become a regular here would perhaps place some of their other patrons on edge. They also didn't like being referred to as just a citizen, because they were so much more than that. They weren't lesser just because they didn't have fancy badges to flash around. Those thoughts of course, would have to stay silent for now.

"What is it that you want to know about this area?" They'd place their hands in front of them on the table, looking over Kanoho as if they were the one getting interviewed.

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"Not at all. I appreciate that you think I'm so youthful, sir." Kysaly usually wasn't so honorific, but being a store owner in Japan made it so that it felt weirder not to be. They'd smile down to him and write down his order. "I will be back with your order in a moment." With a very well mannered bow, Kysaly would turn around and get working on his order. It wouldn't take too long to make, as the scone and danish where still a little warm from being baked only a little while ago.

Coming back to his table, they would place the Americano on the table first, before offering the scone and danish on the same plate. Jam, butter and lemon creme curd were offered for the food, and an assortment of sugars, milk and creamer were offered for the coffee. A spoon, and three better knives were gently laid down wrapped in a pretty red napkin. "There you are sir. Let me know if you need anything else today." Kysaly would smile once more, their hands resting in front of them as they waited for a confirmation to leave.

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She had no shot? That honestly baffled Kysaly, but then again, what Nobu wanted and what she was offerings were vastly different. Blushing at his mention of payments, it made them a bit embarrassed to think about. Nobu had been with a lot of older ladies, but that was okay, because both of their phases of uncertainty were over now. They had each other and would thankfully, not have to rely on cold touches and empty words to keep them company. "Good to know."

Hearing about his family, Kysaly didn't really have time to go into their own. They'd just simply nod, committing the name to their memory. If Kysaly was going to be serious about Nobu, it only made sense that they would start to remember his family. "I'm excited to see it in all its glory and to meet her."

With that, they would lean up and kiss Nobu on his cheek as they opened the door. "My prince." A small comment, but one that hopefully was stated at the right place and time. Seeing her, Kysaly would smile warmly and bow, before almost bursting into laughter at the name that she called him. Smirking over to Nobu as they were instructed not to just that nickname, they'd oblige. "Nice to meet you Hanabi, you can call me Kysaly." There was no need for a last name basis, because Kysaly was determined to stay relevant and important. "Thank you for allowing us to stay here. It's very nice to be able to get away." Taking a small look around now that they were out of the car, Kysaly was amazed by the natural beauty. "It's so nice here, I'm sure I will have an amazing time." Looking over to Nobu, they'd offer their hand to him with a warm smile. "Shall we?" It seemed getting out of the car and having a bit of humor had calmed their nerves.

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"Ah, sorry!" They'd put their phone away, feeling even more embarrassed by their own innocence. They weren't used to it, so it would just take some time, right? Another slip up with the nickname made them feel stupid. They were so nervous for this weekend, hell, even this drive, that they were messing up more than they really needed to. Kysaly knew how to talk, maybe even how to flirt, but they were getting caught up in Nobu's presence.

They were dating, they'd have more than enough time to sweep him off his feet too. The squeeze put their mind at ease a bit, allowing them to take a big deep breath as the view of Tokyo was for them to see. It was utterly stunning, and something that they were glad they got to see with Nobu.

Not missing the meaning this time, they'd look over as their hand was kissed and bite on their lip a bit. "I know you will because I know you can." Nobu was there for them, and so Kysaly had to do the same. "Just knowing I'm yours makes me happy. You doing things like that, in public, makes me happy. I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea that I'm not yours. Whatever way you have to, do it." Their words sounded a bit serious, perhaps like a challenge. To Kysaly, especially with them going on a trip, they didn't mind being the weird handsy couple if it meant the triple left them alone. The last thing they wanted was another repeat of the festival.

In a flurry of excitement, Kysaly would look over to Nobu and smile. "I'm really glad you liked me back. The second I saw you, I wanted to be yours." Bold, but true. Something about Nobu had pulled them in, and they were utterly glad that it had worked out in their favor. "You're something else. You make me feel so... Safe." Driving in his car, holding his hand, going on a trip with him... It felt normal and okay and safe.

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Kysaly really wasn't sure what they were looking for. Would he show up in some private jet on the side of the street, or a unicycle? There were a lot of things that Kysaly still didn't know about Nobu, even with their nights together. Kysaly thought back to the last night in particular, replaying part of it in their head and feeling their body warm up at the thoughts. With a shake of their head, they'd make sure they dissipate before it was noticeable.

As they did so, they saw an SUV pull up towards them. They gulped, wondering if they were about to get kidnapped. If that was the case, they were sure that Nobu would come to get them. A sigh of relief washed over them as it was in fact Nobu and not some stranger. "Thank you. You look dashing." They'd comment back, trying to maintain eye contact with him. After everything they'd done only a little while ago, it was hard to look at him in the face. Had they been okay? Were they good enough at the things they needed to be? There was a bit of worry since Kysaly was out of practice when it came to what was important in a relationship.

All of that seemed to wash away as they were kissed and touched with such passion. A bit surprised, Kysaly's eyes would widen before they'd place their hand on his chest and the other on his arm. It was bold and fast, and it electrified them. They were a couple, they were together, and everyone was going to know that. They got a bit giddy, laughing playfully and biting on their lip when the kiss parted. "I liked that."

Following them to the back, they'd peek over to see his suitcase and then look back to him. "It's a surprise?" They'd comment, even more excited now that it was going to be away from at least the surrounding area. "I guess we can always save a trip out of Japan for another time?" They'd pause after saying that, looking away for a moment as they realized the implications of their words, they would try to look confident in their statement. Yeah, Kysaly wanted to go on more trips with him.

Moving into the passenger's seat and getting comfortable, Nobu taking their hand so casually was a surprise. This had never happened before, and it felt so foreign to them. If they weren't careful, they may slip into some rom-com. It felt good though, and Kysaly squeezed at his hand in confirmation of his action.

When asked about the bathing suit, Kysaly reddened again. "Bathing suits? I... I packed a few, yes. Did you?" A moment passed, before they'd gasp as they remembered something. "I actually have one that's reversible!" With excitement, they would one handedly pull up the photos that they took of them wearing it from their phone. Waiting for a good moment to show him, Kysaly would turn the phone over in his direction and flip between the pictures of the two sides of the bathing suit. Before he could fully react, Kysaly tried to make their intention for picking and wearing it clear. "I hope that it is something you'd like to see me in."

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In reality, Kysaly was a bit worried about where they were going. It wasn't that Kysaly didn't trust him, but mostly that they weren't sure they deserved to see some place that was so special to Nobu. They'd only been on two real dates, one of which getting interrupted. At the same time, they had spent many nights together, talking and caring for one another. In those moments, it almost felt like they were already a couple without the title.

Even if Nobu never wanted to add a label to it, there was something between them that neither of them could deny. It wasn't just a fling, nor was it something childish. The way that Kysaly felt about him was deep, intimate, and firey. He literally them up when they couldn't feel a thing, and made them feel seen and wanted.

As they started to get closer to the location, Kysaly would be surprised that he offered to carry them. Thankfully they were light, and gladly accepted any help they could get. Though Kysaly was usually rather independent, they didn't mind allowing themselves to sink into Nobu and his offers. They'd enjoy the closeness and stay in silence to see the reveal of the location.

As they reached the peak, Kysaly's eyes shined bright. They'd separate for a moment form Nobu, walking a bit closer and taking it all in. Kysaly never really paid attention to the lights of Tokyo, but on a night like tonight it was easy to see that it felt so different. This was the view that Nobu cherished, one that nursed him back to health and kept him company. He was showing all of it to Kysaly.

Before they could comment on anything, Nobu would speak of their importance of the location, and of them. With his hands on their waist, they felt secure in themselves. In those moments when he kissed them, Kysaly felt alive. They'd never thought to enjoy a festival, but they knew that no matter what happened between them that it would be a minority worth keeping.

Blushing deeply at his words, their lashes would bat at him rapidly, taking in the words that he had said. Kysaly would wrap their arms around his back, pulling them closer together. With desperate hands, they would tug a bit at the back of his clothing. With a gulp, they pulled all their confidence forward to ask a simple question. "Can you show me what being yours means?"

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"I hope so." Kysaly felt like their heart was being cradled. The way that Nobu made them feel was unlike anything that they could remember feeling. The way that he grabbed and intertwined their fingers sent shivers up their whole body, mostly from their quirk activating and being able to feel all of Nobu's emotions all at once. They had a big grin on their face as they walked and Kysaly doubted that it would be going away anytime soon.

Kysaly would nod along with his comment, making a small humming sound at how good the squid was. The fresh fish was one of the best things about living in Japan. "It was a good choice, we will have to try more." And they did, trying a few different things and walking around the festival hand in hand. There was a part of Kysaly that wanted to swing their arms, but they didn't want to act too childish in front of him just yet.

When their eyes saw a bathroom, they felt that it was the perfect time to freshen up and go to the bathroom. Since the line wasn't too long, Kysaly would motion over to the bathroom. "I'll be right back, I won't take too long." With a glowing smile, they'd move off and quickly go. After making sure their hair looked nice and there was no remnants of food in their teeth, they would step back out.

Moving closer to Nobu however, he wasn't alone. Kysaly would watch for a second, unsure of what was happening. Was it an old friend, or maybe a colleague in the vigilante world? With the way that he was acting, it was clear that it was neither, and that this woman was hitting on him. A small scowl would form on their face, but it quickly went away when Kysaly saw that Nobu wasn't doing anything back.

Kysaly would walk over, hearing the tail end of their conversation between one another. Kysaly was someone special? It made them giddy, but they also grimaced at the idea of this lady's fly trap, ew. As Kysaly approached, they would stand beside Nobu, putting their arm around his waist. Looking at the woman, they'd politely smile to her. "He said no, kindly fuck off. He's mine, and I know I'm better than anything you could ever offer him." Squeezing at his waist, Kysaly would put their head on his shoulder and wait patiently for her to leave.

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