Chapter 133 - Enchanted Masquerade Night Part 2

Sometimes it feels like rather than her not belonging to this place. It was Akito who didn't belong here. While Akito understands the customs of this place and has lived here for so long. Setsura felt like he didn't belong here. After thinking such things, Setsura would play with the idea of Akito in the future - in TOKYO. Strangely enough, it felt so real. Akito going to school, working in the modern-day police force, living together with her.

But, 'That's wrong.' The reason why she can envision those things so clearly is because of him, right? Since she has a beloved person in the future, she could easily swap the image of the two out with one another. Those imaginations regarding Akito maybe her memories of that person. How awful of her if that were really the case.

Sure there are times where she thinks Akito and that person is alike.

However, she can't confirm it since she doesn't recall the guy's face or even his name. Setsura understood that if she could recall those things, she would not be dating Akito now. Setsura shook her head, no use thinking about what it's.

Currently, she is dating Akito with the intention of marriage? That means staying here. Katakura already informed her that it's okay to stay after completing her mission. Yet, she saw the disturbed look on his face. Staying here most likely involves a lot of complications. If she stays, it would mean changing the future.

Setsura doesn't know who Akito was in history books. But judging from his influence, he must be an important figure. For that important figure to suddenly have a wife. Something in the future may drastically change. She can't risk that, can she? The place she knew, will it be the same if she remained? Of course, this was all speculation. Akito might be a normal person; if so, then whatever she does here won't have an impact.

Her thoughts broke off when dishes of food were being placed on the table by a waitress. Setsura blinked and was about to say she didn't order these when she saw Akito with the waitress. "Thank you again."

"It's no problem sir, Akito. If you told us sooner, you'd arrive.."

"Hahaha, it's fine. It's the masquerade night; you never saw me."

The waitress blushed, and Setsura frowned. Even if Akito doesn't flirt, everybody thinks his words are seductive. She reached over and tugged on his arm, "Feed me."

Akito seemed delighted at her suggestion. Of course, he would, normally, she would shy away from such bold things. However, a girl's instinct is sharp. The reason why Akito could get all this food over so quickly wasn't due to his position alone. The waitress who was eyeing Akito noticed her and hurriedly left.

She didn't miss the harsh glare the woman gave her — first, that servant girl and now this one. If Setsura thought about it, there were other females too. However, with all, that's happening. Setsura hasn't bothered with them. There are more important things to worry about than her petty jealousy.

Setsura let's go of Akito's arm, and he chuckled. "Jealous?"

Setsura sighed, "Now I know how popular you are. I wonder if it is too late to change my mind?"

At that comment, Akito's gaze turned serious. Even though he wore a mask over his eyes, Setsura could still make out his features. She extended her hand out and removed his mask and caressed his face with her hands. "You look nice in this, but I'd rather see your face clearly."

"Not worried people will disturb us?"

"They wouldn't dare."

Not even the most twisted individuals would destroy an event like this. Akito nodded and removed her mask for her. "Just until we finish eating."

She turned to dishes on the table. There was a mixture of western and eastern dishes here. Takoyaki, a ball-shaped snack made from flour-based batter and octopus. Beside, it were some yakisoba, covered in Worcestershire sauce. Nikumaki onigiri, rice balls wrapped in meat.

Thin slices of pork flavored with a soy sauce-based sauce are wrapped around the balls of rice and grilled. In this cold weather, it looked even more appetizing than usual — lastly, some chicken.

Just listing out the eastern dishes, Setsura noticed something. "It's mainly meat."

Akito laughed, "It's a feast, right?"

Eating mainly meat when she is sick. Setsura glanced over at the western food, though and saw more meat dishes like roasted pork, beef. But there was also chicken soup and some vegetables.

"Well, you're forgiven," Setsura mumbled. She reached out for the utensils, but Akito stopped her.

"Let me feed you, Setsura."

Setsura allowed him to and after a few minutes of eating. She reached out to caress his face again, but this time her hand made its way towards the eye patch. When Akito started wearing it, Setsura didn't say a word. She felt like she didn't have the right to intervene. "You're eyes, did you get injured?"

Akito smiled, "Are you concerned?"

"Yes. Can you.. "

"It's a similar situation to your arm. I can still see, but my vision is no longer as strong as it once was anymore. Of course, in my situation, I got this during a mission. I was hurt severely, and my eyes got affected.... But yours was different."

'It wasn't,' she thought. She did get in an accident. But that accident occurred one month before. Setsura doesn't understand how the time paradox worked, so she knew better than to question it. Maybe it's related somehow; her thoughts broke off when Akito fed her the takoyaki. Her eyes brightened, "This is delicious."

"It is?"

Setsura nodded, "It's really well made."

"Then, I'm glad you like it."

Sensing Akito's tone, Setsura looked him up and down. "Could it be, this came from your stand?"

His lips curve to a smile, "Yeah, everybody in town is required to participate after all. When I thought about what would make you smile, I came up with these dishes."

So the meat dishes are from his stall, it's no wonder he got the food prepared quickly. Just now, he said it was for her sake. Indeed, meat dishes are her favorite. She mentioned this at the start when he first took her out to a restaurant. To think he remembered this the entire time. The takoyaki was neither too oily, or too fat. A balance of every ingredient used to make.

Soon, she started eating food from the main course, and those blew her away even more. "Akito, I think I'm going to gain weight.."

Even though she knew she shouldn't eat this much. Setsura couldn't help it; everything was so delicious. All this hot food accompanied by the cold weather made it even more perfect.

"I'm glad you're happy. I was thinking long and hard how to make it up to you. So..."

Make it up to her? She raised her eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

"Since you came here, I've dragged you into my mess a lot. I know those people are after you too. But, they only set their eyes on you because of me. If I gave you to Lyra right away, they wouldn't have targeted you so easily."