Felicita sat together with her mother, father, and Luca as the family and other townsfolk gathered together for the holidays on the small island of Regalo. They sat together in the front of a grand hall, highly decorated for the holiday, as they listened to Nova preform a traditional piece on his Shamisen for the occasion.

Luca nudged Felicita. "You should have joined him. You're mother tried so hard to get you to play with him. It's a shame. I would have loved to hear you play."

"You've heard me play plenty of times with him and by myself," she insisted. "I just didn't want to do it this year, is there a problem with that?"

He shook his head and told the girl that "No matter what you chose do, I'll always support you" before he turned his attention back to the performance in front of him.

Once the performance was over, Mondo stood up and gave a speech about the prosperity of the family and their full fledged support to protect the people of Regalo. The audience roared with applause and, once Mondo gave the signal that he was done, went happily outside to enjoy the small festival they had all worked hard to prepare for after the ceremony, full of games and food stalls and lots of other things to pass the time with.

Felicita got up and went along with the rest of the crowd, except she was more worried about patrolling the area with the rest of the family. She stopped once she got outside and looked around her. "Luca?"

"Yes?"

The black-haired man smiled down at her and held out a bag of cotton candy. "Here you go, young miss. Were you worried I'd leave?"

She blushed and opened the bag. "Not really."

"Really?" he teased.

"I'm not," she insisted, biting into her cotton candy to try to hide her blush. "Because I know you'll stay with me wherever I go."

"Of course," the man answered without any signs of hesitation. He smiled down at the blushing girl as she ate her cotton candy and did what he did best: he stayed by her side and watched her carefully.

After she finished her cotton candy, she and Luca went back off to walking around the crowded area of the festival where they continued their patrol.

"Oh! There you are young miss." Pace waved from a ways away as he and Debito walked up to the two. "Time to switch," Pace announced happily. "And for you." He handed her one of the many plates of Lasagna he held in his hands, to which Felicita kindly refused much to the enlightenment of Pace who quickly ate it up.

"If you insist," he said, the lasagna already in his mouth. "I won't hold back then!"

"What shall we do then?" Luca asked as Pace and Debito walked off. "Is there anything you want to do?"

"What about you?" Felicita asked. "I wasn't paying much attention to the stalls."

Luca laughed. "That's just like you, young miss." He held out his gloved hand to her and smiled. "I'm happy just staying by your side each day. There's nothing more I want to do."

Felicita blushed and looked away, taking his hand.

"You should be more open about your feelings," Luca said as the two walked off together. "But you're cute like that too, just the way you are."

-The End-