[b]"Italy is at peace! What a wonderful country~!"[/b]

Despite having only arrived the day before, [b]Daisuke Honda[/b] was already loving his new home; it was evident in his voice as he shouted skyward. His body sprawled against the surface of his balcony, arms and legs outstretched while staring up at the morning sun. He breathed in the fresh, flowery scent of the small town as he yawned, a miniature stray cat curiously hopping on to his chest and circling after its tail a few times before sitting down.

After several moments of watching the clouds drift with the wind, Daisuke gently placed his palm beneath the stray cat and set it aside, sitting upright and petting the animal affectionately before the balcony doors behind him creaked open. [b]"Ah, Daisuke,"[/b] a bubbly, middle-aged woman greeted with a smile, the boy returning the gesture with his own. He patted down his clothing as he rose to his feet, standing a few inches shorter than the woman. [b]"You're up a little early, aren't you?"[/b]

[b]"Yes, Miss Ottavio,"[/b] Daisuke responded, crouching as he continued to pet the stray cat, looking up at her. [b]"I found him in my room when we moved in yesterday, can we keep him?"[/b] he urged, almost pleading. She sighed, placing both hands on her hips and nodding almost involuntarily. The Japanese boy jumped to his feet again and leaped forward towards Miss Ottavio, attempting to hug her. [b]"Yay! You're the be-"[/b]

Miss Ottavio recoiled at Daisuke's sudden grapple, reacting almost instantaneously. Before he was able to reach her, she gripped the center of Daisuke's shirt and with surprising brute strength, lifted the boy over her head as he screamed [b]"Gupyaa!"[/b] and slammed his body to the ground backfirst. Not much sooner after, she realized what she had done, her hands covering her mouth as she crouched beside Daisuke and checked on him. [b]"Oh my god, are you okay? I didn't mean to do that!"[/b]

Daisuke groaned for a moment, rubbing the back of his head but nonetheless returning to reality. He nearly fell over as he clumsily got back up, using the frame of the balcony doors as a support. [b]"Tha- that was cool!"[/b] he cheered, the cheery disposition returning in a heartbeat. Miss Ottavio looked extremely confused, having expected the boy to be mad at her. [b]"You're a good wrestler, Miss Ottavio! We should do that again!"[/b]

[b]"I'm not sure about that, Daisuke."[/b] She shook her head, sighing. [b]"Anyway, there's going to be a festival today. You should head out and meet some new peo-"[/b]

[b][i]"Friends!"[/i][/b] Daisuke shouted enthusiastically, wheeling around and bolting out of the room. He stormed down the stairs and, putting on his sneakers, pranced through Trespiano without a clue as to where he was actually going.