Dante sat off to the side, enjoying a drink as the party continued. Being form a small orphanage in the country, he wasn’t used to so many people and such loud music. His days had been filled with playing with the kids and training outside, so he liked the change. He had a soft spot for this music, although he had never heard anything like it before. The smooth melodies carrying him off into a state of relaxation. With a content smile, Dante tappet the hilt of his keepsake katana. He carried it everywhere with him, mostly because of sentimental attachment. His relaxation was cut short as he heard a cry he never imagined he would hear so early on in his Shibusen days.
 
“Witch!”

In a moment of disbelief he sat and watched, as he saw a woman dressed as a dog. “Is that really a witch?” Dante thought with a somewhat disbelieving look. From what he had read in the book, witches were scary and deadly, this person just looked… kinda cute actually. Then he saw a cannon shot fly past and explode. He let out a sigh and scratched his head, standing up and walking towards the witch. He had just gotten through the crowd of people when he saw a woman hugging the so called witch. With a confused looked he saw another girl apparently scolding the one hugging her. Dante was slightly annoyed that his relaxation time was interrupted by this.

“Excuse me” Dante said, taking a step closer and reaching down to pick up one of the small dogs. Holding it up in front of him he looked at the dog-witch-girl thing. He noticed a dog go flying past and sighed exhaustedly.

“What is going on? Are you a witch, or some kind of cosplayer?” He asked, keeping his other hand on his sword, not letting his guard down in case this really was a witch.