[center][h1][color=FFA07A]Momotaro[/color][/h1][/center]

[center][i]Shopping Center[/i][/center]

For a smaller moment a chill ran again up Momotaro's spine as his master spoke of making something suited to...one of their tastes, at least. Whether it was his or hers in the end was another matter. Was that a good or a bad thing? He had no idea, but his survival instincts were telling him something fierce. Outwardly, however, he merely softly smiled back at his master to keep up a polite front. Yet before he could follow-up and ask a question, out of the corner of his eye Charlotte would swiftly change direction on him and walk over to a woman in a suit.

The male Rider followed his studious master over in a heartbeat, arms still politely crossed but some concern on his now-furrowed eyebrows as he sized up the stranger. As a Servant, it was his duty to make sure that no random stranger should trick or potentially harm his master! Ever since his summoning, after all, he had felt somewhat protective of his charge. Maybe it was a desire to help her grow, is admiration for her studiousness, or even just wanting to support her in place of those who no longer could. Of course a casual chat with someone else in public was not a crime, and even he felt she was dressed rather nicely in that suit.

[color=FFA07A][i]'She seems strong, though remember that honeyed compliments can potentially lead to flirtation.'[/i][/color]

The Rider communicated silently with Charlotte through their link, almost sighing at the end of the private message as the worrywart of a servant looked past the woman and into the store for a moment. 

[color=FFA07A]"I could help find your servant in there as you chat with my master here if you wish. From how you called out to her, though, I assume she is a young one? If so, might she enjoy a sweets?"[/color]

Momotaro kept up a professional tone of voice as he spoke to Yuriko, though he could not help but raise a curious eyebrow as he did so. Usually young heroic spirits had an interesting tale behind them, or in the case of a certain Golden Boy some unique personality quirks. Living in a city full of servants, he could not help but be curious about other residents like himself.