Harima and Tenma depart on his motorcycle for the city. When they arrive in the city Tenma points out more than a dozen restaurants she wants to go to, and Harima, the pacifist he is, says they're all great.
"They all look totally awesome Tenma, but...I can only afford one." He says chuckling playfully.
"Fine!" she says in a pouting tone "How about that sushi place?"
"Very well my lady, your wish is my command!"
"Oh ho ho ho very well, then I command that you go faster." As she starts kicking him in the sides of his stomach with her crimson three inch high heels.
"Ow! Dammit those things hurt! Sto-" As Harima tries to tell her to stop she interrupts him.
"Yay we're here!" She says gleefully as jumps off the bike.
"Tenma what're you-!" As he tries to finish another sentence he runs straight into a wall. "Dammit." he says dejectedly.
"Harima!" Tenma shouts worriedly "Are you okay?"
As he tries to get up with a look of absolute rage coursing through his entire body, it is quickly wiped away after we catches Tenma's concerned look. "Oh yeah I'm perfectly fine." he says weakly while trying to put on a strong man facade. But this will not be the greatest pain he feels tonight.
"Oh that's good," she says as her face reverts back to her normal cheerful self. "well we're here be a dear and open the door for me. Your Princess demands it!"
Harima does as he is told and holds open the door for her looking as if he were one of the Queen's guards. Tenma playing up the role as much as she possibly can, strikes a royal pose and enters the restaurant. They choose out their table and order their meals. Over the course of the night Tenma and Harima's conversations amount only to idle chit chat and small talk, at best.
"Mmm that was the best thing I've even today, Harima!" says Tenma, looking fairly slovenly and well fed.
"Yeah me too, probably the best I've ever had...because I'm with you." says Harima trying to hide his red face.
"Hey! This desert looks good can we stay for desert too?" she says ignoring Harima completely.
"Oh, yeah, I mean if you're so set on it my princess."
"Hehehehe, alright! I'm gonna bleed you dry, like any good princess!"
Harima's face is no longer red in embarrassment, but rather pale at what he can only imagine the cost of dinner would be, but would be relieved shortly after the thought that he's on a date with Tenma, no cost would be too much.
"So, Tenma. I have a reason why I asked you out tonight."
"Oh yeah! What is it? Tell Me! Tell Me!" retorts Tenma, bouncing wildly, in anticipation.
The confidence Harima had recently attained was quickly gone after looking at her, bumbling he tries to get the words out of his mouth. "I...I Love... Tenma, I Love...y..."
as Harima is about to say it, with fierce determination and a mentality of nothing is going to stop me now, he is stopped, desert arrives.
"I love desert! Yum! It's always so good and stuff!" barks Harima louder than anticipated, before lowering his head in shame after such a display.
Tenma just smirks and nods in agreement, while the waiter just gives them a look as if they were insane, promptly placing the bill on the table, trying to get away as fast as he could.
They finish their deserts and leave.
"Thanks Harima!" says Tenma in her usual chipper and ignorant tone, unaware at how many hours of labour it took Harima to pay for the meal. Harima is only slightly phased by this as he considers it just the price of your wishes coming true.
"No problem, Tenma, it was my pleasure. How about we take a ride somewhere I know that's really bitchin' to watch over the city?" propositions Harima, as he devises another plan of his, without realizing the ineptitude of all his other scheming up to this point.
"Yeah! That sounds awesome!"
They again depart to a small shrine on a vista overlooking the city.
Does Harima reveal his deepest desires for Tenma? Find out in the next update!