"Hm... You're actually calling me, Dragain darling? Better not let Saniiro find out... Heh."
"Well, I have an invitation to this beach party this week end. I think its by some Japanese restaurant... The GoGo, if I'm not mistaken. Despite its rather weird name, its quite a reputable restaurant. I've heard about it from when I've first arrived in Gaia. Apparently, they're selling some very unique food and drinks over at the party..."
"So? What does that have to do with me?"
"Everything! I can't go since I have something important on that day, so you'll have to go in my place! I don't want to seem rude by not turning up, after all... And Saniiro's busy with work. I don't have anyone else to ask!"
"Huh, why the hell do-"
"Oh, Saniiro's calling for me... Thanks, Fauste! I'll text you the details later!"
That was how Fauste ended up going to the beach party, wearing nothing but a pair of bermudas, a pair of sandals and a pair of shades. His hair was tied up in a ponytail, and his unusually pale skin looked even paler under the bright summer sun. As he grabbed a drink and made his way to a seat under the shade of a beach umbrella, a nearby food and drinks display caught his attention. Sipping the cool drink in his hand, the male skimmed through the food available.
"Blah blah blah," He muttered to himself, passing by food that didn't really appeal to him. Then, suddenly, he froze, his eyes stopping on a certain sashimi display. Peering through the glass, he gave one of his rare smiles, "How much for that torigai sashimi?"
It was one of Dragain's favorite food, and there was no way he would pass up such an opportunity - back in their mostly desert homeland, to find anything that belonged to the water would be like possessing a rare treasure that is sought by many. Of course, in Gaia, there is plenty of water to spare... Still, seafood remains a delicacy to the people of his homeland. The thought of offering it to his childhood friend in the presence of that arrogant, know-it-all fiancee of hers made him feel rather pleased with himself.
When the party ended, Fauste made his way home with the torigai sashimi in a container filled with dry ice. Unknown to him, however, an important note regarding the torigai sashimi that was attached to the container had been detached by the sea breeze. The note that specified not to eat it... And luckily for the Ferment-to-be, it was kept in its container to be sent to Dragain another day.
