🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

- We will, Grilios, - he says with a wide smile, shaking his hand with a nod of unconditional respect. - I must hurry to my own, Sizki won't wait. And once again - all the best!
Leaving the housing administration, he walks with a spring in his step towards the station.

- Good luck!
Genza jumps to the station, where he finds his comrades chatting about something.
- Forget about Akonia... You are made of flesh and blood, it's impossible...
- For a real man, nothing is impossible.
- Well, well... You should rather chase after someone real, instead of a goddess in the sky.
- Who, for example? Who can compare with Ako? You? Don't make me laugh.
- Maybe I can. Have you seen my art?
- What?
- Nothing. Well, for example, Lunamaria exists. You can consider her Akonia's daughter, isn't that an option?
- No, that's different...
- I wonder who her father is?
- A-a-a-a-a! I don't want to know!