In the end, it all worked out. It isn't a formal, serious, elegant ring he's getting. That's what makes it perfect: it's 100% Lissa. Playful. Vibrant. Spirited. Maybe just a little impulsive. Every time he looks at that ring, he'll think of her, and of this moment in Ishimitsu's shop, laughing with her about the brilliance of the joke in calling a fiancé property. And it will probably make him giggle again.

"That's right. In any case, I think he'll get a kick out of it, too. Now, for yours..."

Bunta steps over to Ishimitsu and tugs him down to whisper into his ear. Ishimitsu listens carefully, and he seems relieved after a moment, smiling and nodding with a friendly pat on Bunta's back.