Village

Arrival at the Blacksmith Village

Hikaru walked into the small village, taking in the scent of burning coal and steel that filled the air.

The sound of hammers clashing against metal echoed through the streets, sparks flying from various blacksmith workshops that lined both sides of the road.

An elderly blacksmith, covered in soot, glanced at him. "New around here?"

Hikaru nodded. "Yeah, I'm looking for a handmade sword."

The blacksmith chuckled. "You've come to the right place, kid. This village is famous for its craftsmanship. Every blade here is forged by hand."

Hikaru grinned. "Perfect."

He started walking through the village, admiring the swords on display.

But then—

His body tensed.

A faint energy pulsed in the air.

Something was off.

He closed his eyes for a second, focusing.

And then—he felt it.

An Element was here.

His eyes snapped open, and he took off running.

The blacksmiths and villagers watched in confusion as he rushed through the streets, weaving between shops and alleyways.

Someone's here.

In the shadows of a dark alleyway, a figure watched him carefully.

Their eyes gleamed from the darkness.

They didn't move.

Just waited.

Meanwhile – Teshii in Barcelona, Spain

Teshii sat in the stands of a massive football stadium, casually munching on popcorn.

The crowd around him erupted into cheers, the energy electric.

He leaned back, enjoying the atmosphere.

"Damn, I love this sport."

The game intensified, with FC Barcelona on the attack.

Teshii watched closely, completely invested.

Then—the moment arrived.

The striker took a shot—GOAL!

The stadium exploded in celebration.

Teshii jumped up, pumping his fist. "LET'S G—"

He froze mid-cheer.

His brain finally processed something.

Wait… what was I supposed to be doing?

He slowly sat back down.

Then, after a long pause—

"…Oh right. The scavenger hunt."

He let out a deep sigh.

"…Mei's gonna kill me."