Upon passing through the western gate of the grand city of Orario, Drad his family were greeted by the vibrant hustle and bustle of the metropolis.

  From the rudimentary map he had purchased, he could see that Orario rawling city, with four main gates situated in each cardinal dire.

  These gates were the primary entrao the city, and four major roads radiated out from the ter, eg to the various districts.

  They were also ected by a series of winding roads and plex minor thhfares, some of which were omitted from the map.

  "Makes sense," Draused, "Wouldn't want to give potential enemies a plete blueprint of the city's yout.".

  Draco decided to head straight for an inn, located closer to the city ter.

  He believed that this area would be the safest and have the best aodations, given the abundance of advehat frequehe area.

  His knowledge of the city was from watg the anime series, but sadly that didn’t tain the fiails about the city, so he decided to rather be safe than sorry.

  As their carriage made its way deeper into the heart of Orario, the sights and sounds of the bustling city assaulted their senses.

  Vendors of all kinds lihe streets, their voices ringing out as they enticed passersby to purchase their wares.

  "Fresh fish! Get your fresh fish here!. They are all from Melen" cried one mert, his stall adorned with an array of glistening seafood.

  Melen ort city not too far from Orario, so gourly flowed between both cities.

  "Handcrafted leather goods! The fi in all of Orario!" boasted another, dispying his wares with pride.

  "Spices and seasonings from the far-off nds! Add fvour to your meals with these exotic blends!" shouted a third, his stall surrounded by an array of colourful jars and bags.

  The air was filled with the tantalizing sts of grilled meats, sizzling street food, and the unmistakable aroma of freshly baked bread.

  The most promi st, however, was that of alcohol, as the bars and taverns were in full swing, weling the nighttime crowd.

  Draco quied the pace of the carriage, eager to reach their chosen inn.

  He khat trouble often found its way to the streets at night, and he wao avoid trouble at least on their first day withiy.

  Eleni tugged at his sleeve, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

  "Draii, we please check out that shop with those shiny looking dies? They look so delicious!" she pleaded.

  Draco's heart softe his sister's request, but he knew not to fall for their scheme.

  "No, we'll be going straight for the inn. You get dihere," he replied firmly.

  Sweets had been a rare treat for them, as they had lived in isotion in the wild for four years.

  Additionally during their two-month jouro Orario, they hadn't had the opportunity to indulge in many such luxuries.

  "Pretty please, just one for me?" Eleni begged, her eyes wide and pleading.

  Draced at the others, whose expressions mirrored Eleni's, their eyes sparkling with anticipation.

  ‘Ugh, don't do it. If you get her anything, everyone would want something,’ he thought.

  Steeling himself, Draco replied, "No means no. We get some another day." The carriage fell silent, and the others turheir attention back to the sights of the city.

  ‘Sigh, why am I still so soft on them?’ Draco wondered, shaking his head.

  Soon, the carriage arrived at their destination, a medium-sized inn located a short distance from the mai road.

  The sign hanging above the entrance featured a curious design – a cat's paw print – and the name "Nekomata Inn" was written i calligraphy.

  As they stepped through the doorway, Draco was immediately greeted by a young cat-eared womaail swishing bad forth with a graceful rhythm.

  "Wele, how we help you, nya?" she purred, her golden eyes filled with warmth and hospitality.

  "We need four double rooms, along with meals," Draco replied.

  'o squaoo mu a temporary residence,' he thought to himself.

  The cat-girl nodded, her ears twitg slightly.

  “Each double room es along with meals and a bath and is priced at 1000 Valis per night, is that to you liking, nya” she said.

  “Will that include tending to our 4 horses and luggages” Draco asked.

  “No, that will cost ara 30 Valis per horse. Luggages are free” she replied with a smile.

  ‘I may have a det amount of money but still…..’ Draco thought.

  “Are there any dists” Draco asked just to make sure.

  “Of course there are. If you book a week with us, you will only pay 950 Valis per night” she replied.

  “Sigh, fine. We will paying for a week and may extend our stay depending ouation” Draco said.

  “Lead us to our rooms” Draco requested after paying the bill.

  "Certainly, right this way, nya." She gestured for them to follow, leading the group up the stairs.

  “Michalis stay with the carriage, I will be down in a bit” Draco asked. He didn’t want to leave the carriage and their luggage unattended.

  The inn was adorned with numerous felihemed decorations and furnishings, creating a charming and inviting atmosphere.

  It had three floors, with rooms for rent on the sed and third floors. The first floor was strictly for the inn owners only.

  As they were escorted to their rooms, Draco couldn't help but marvel at the attention to detail.

  The rooms were spacious and well-appointed, eae featuring a pair of plush, fortable-looking beds, a writing desk, and a small box on both sides of the room serving as a ste for their belongings.

  Draodded in approval, satisfied that this establishment would serve their needs during their stay. He was also pleased that no unnecessary questions were asked of him.

  "Your meals will be brought to you shortly, nya," the cat-girl informed them, her tail swayily.

  "Please let us know if there is anything else we do for you." she said.

  “ the meals all be brought to my room. We will be eating together” Draco requested.

  “Sure, will that be all nya" she asked.

  "Yes, thank you," Draco replied, ushering his siblings into their respective rooms.

  Draco went down to retrieve all they luggages from the carriage, settled the horses and parked the carriage.

  Ohat was dohey all freshened up. Soon a knock came on the door that heralded the arrival of their dinner.

  A parade of 4 cat-eared servers, each carrying a tray den with delectable-looking dishes, filed into the room, their tails swishing bad forth in a synized dance.

  "Dinner is served, nya," one of the servers announced, pg the trays oable.

  The aroma of the food was mouthwatering, and Draco could see the eagerness in his siblings' eyes as they eyed the meal.

  Since he had requested that all the food be brought to his room, everyone had gathered to enjoy their meal together - a habit they had all grown aced to over the years.

  As they began to dine, Draco took a moment to gaze out the windotivated by the lively night se unfolding before him.

  The night had truly e alive, with the streets bustling with activity.

  Adventurers, merts, and ordinary citizens miheir ughter and chatter filling the air.

  The glow of the nterns and moonlight refleg against the light snow fkes, cast ahereal light over the se, creating an atmosphere of wonder aement.

  "Draii, this is delicious!" Eleni excimed, her face beaming with delight as she savoured a bite of the tender meat.

  "I'm gd you're enjoying it, Ele up, you'll need your strength for the days ahead." Draco replied with a forced smile.

  “e to think of it, those cat girls added ‘nya’ at the end of every sentence. Don’t you think it would be iing if Michalis and Eleni did the same” Nikoos said to Vasileios.

  “Yea yht how e they don’t do that” Vasileios pondered out-loud.

  “Like I would do something that embarrassing” Michalis replied.

  Eleni just ighe both of them and tinued enjoying her meal.

  “It’s not bad, I think it’s cute” Draterjected.

  “Nya” Cir purred making a cat paw at Draco.

  “Pfff, hahahaha” Draco couldn’t help but ugh outloud.

  "Why did you ugh? I thought you said it was cute," Cir asked, her face flushed with embarrassment and her expression that of a pout.

  "It is indeed cute, just the timing was a bit..." Draco replied, trying to soothe her.

  "She is so cute," Michalis muttered subsciously, his words drawing Cir's attention and causing her face to turn an even deeper shade of red.

  Realizing his slip, Michalis covered his fa embarrassment and sought to leave the room, but his brothers, Nikoos and Vasileios, refused to let him go.

  "No, you don't," they said, holding Michalis down as he pleaded to be allowed to leave.

  “Let me go, I wanna die right now” Michalis pleaded but his brothers didn’t let go.

  ‘Sigh, puberty’ Draco thought.

  Draco just watched their antics with a smile as they all had fun through out their meal.

  After the meal everyouro their own rooms to turn in for the night, except Michalis who shared the room with him.

  The day was going to be a very busy one for them.

  After ensuring everyone had settled ba their rooms, Draco decided to explore the inn a bit further.

  He made his way to the on area, where he could hear the lively chatter of other patrons.

  The on room was adorned with warm, inviting décor, with wooden beams and rustic furnishings.

  fortable chairs were arranged around a crag firepce, and the air was filled with the st of freshly brewed tea and baked goods.

  Draco took a seat in a secluded er, his cloak hiding most of his features, while the ings and goings of the uests.

  He noticed that many were merts, their satchels and crates suggesting they had just arrived from the various districts of the city.

  As Draco sipped his tea, his thoughts drifted to the powerful familias that trolled their different districts of Orario.

  He was aware of a few notable ones like– the Loki Familia, the Ishtar Familia, the Freya Familia, and a few more he could remember.

  ‘What familia would best suit us. If possible, it should be ohat would accept all of us together’ he wondered.

  ‘I don’t know if the goddess Bahamut has established a familia or is even willing to do so. I don’t even now what she is like, I am only trusting a dream that I had four years ago’ he thought.

  Drausings were interrupted by the sound of a otion outside.

  Curious, he made his way to the inrance, where he found a small crowd gathered around a vendor's stall.

  "e one, e all! See the fi wares in all of Orario!" the vendor shouted, his voice carrying over the din of the crowd.

  "Exotic tris, rare spices, and rare drinks – all at uable prices!" the mert yelled.

  ‘Quite brave, selling such valuables at such a te hour. Must either be a scammer or o the city’ Draco thought, returning to his seat.

  He po stay up very te, as he had a nagging feeling that the iors at the gate were up to something.