This is where Ryuhei's pursuit of open spaces got him. It was a conservation effort, not exactly the original thing, but it was wild and genuine enough for Ruhe to appreciate it. It was also telling him the story of not on this world being a megalopolis, or at least of not having been.

Perhaps there was some musical inspiration somewhere amid the bushes, on top of everything else.

"Bayushi san!" He hears a possibly familiar voice from his right and if he turns he will see Senshuken waving and walking towards him.

The young courtier approaches and offers a small bow. "Blessings of a thousand fortunes! How are you?"

"Good! You?" The man replied semi-automatically before focusing on the interlocutor. A slight bow followed.

"Good." She answers back and is about to go her way when a sudden pinch of jealousy in her heart stops her. "Gratz on your victory yesterday." She adds. "Quite a performance in the virtual race."

"Well, thank you! I was a Unicorn not so long ago, what did you expect?" He snickered. "But you say virtual as if it didn't count as much as real. Wanna challenge me to the real thing?"

Oh my! That's insolence!

"Definitely." She replies instantly, eyes sending daggers, of the friendly kind, probably blunted, towards the man. "Name the place, the time and the wager."

"I'll ask my wife when's an opening in our schedule." He teased without malice. "What's your type of wager?"

"Deal." She agrees and grins.

"Nothing fancy. I was thinking of beers for the rest of the court. I would very much like to see you lap dancing for me, but I know your wife and I like her." She winks. "Anything but public admittance of defeat anyway." She tilts her head to the side. "It doesn't fit neither of us because I'm pretty sure that we will gladly repeat the challenge as many times as it takes to keep our minds of court."