The Empire of Reimia (3)

After giving the imaginary Ishiki-chan a couple more imaginary slaps, Lat clapped Imir on the shoulder. "Alright, looks like he's learned his lesson." Grabbing the imaginary Ishiki-chan by the neck with his "broken" hand and lifting him into the air, Lat pulled at his collar with his other hand, drawing attention to it. "Remember this uniform," he said boldly. "And never cross Clan III again!" After that, he tossed the imaginary Ishiki-chan to the other end of the hall – right into the imaginary trash cans. "Let's go grab some ramen," he suggested to Imir. "I know a great place, and the owner is a good guy." He led him along the tables towards the various New Year's treats, turning and examining the chain around his neck, unable to stop admiring it. Once the current event is over, I'll release Rinzu. We can do it right here, in a quiet corner.