The next time Akira visited Kaito's stall, it was gone. In its place was a note that read, "The true magic was within you all along. Use it well."
"This is no ordinary honey and meat," Kaito explained, noticing Akira's fascination. "The honey is collected under the full moon from flowers that only bloom once a year. It holds the essence of dreams and desires. The meat, marinated in a secret blend of herbs and spices, carries the flavors of passion and courage." hitozuma mitsu to niku
Kaito's stall was filled with jars of golden honey and cuts of the most succulent meat Akira had ever laid eyes on. There was something mesmerizing about the way the light danced through the jars, highlighting the rich texture of the honey, and the way the meat seemed to radiate an irresistible allure. The next time Akira visited Kaito's stall, it was gone
Intrigued, Akira purchased a jar of the honey and a cut of the meat, feeling an inexplicable pull towards them. That night, under the light of the full moon, she decided to taste them. "The honey is collected under the full moon