However, none of those thoughts occupied her right now. Even though she was sure some lonely eye was eyeing her movement, she wasn’t doing anything related to work, so she didn’t mind. She was careful to not make her whereabouts known when it pertained to business. For any “leisure time” she had, she made sure everyone knew. That way no one could accuse her of covering up anything.

She quietly hummed to herself as she strolled inside the brightly lit mall with its marble, tiled floors. She hadn’t planned to buy any item in particular, but it was nice not to be in some office or stuffy clubhouse. She slightly smiled when the display of small pastry store, located within the mall, caught her eyes. The scent wafted to her nose as she relished the sweet intoxicating smell.

“Too bad. I would have loved to ordered some.” She spoke to herself.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t eat much sweets despite how much she loved them to death. She did bake her own, which didn’t have much sugar and had healthier substitutes.

She shrugged her shoulders and sighed. Even the sweetest things in life had to be done in moderation.

Had she not become the Ryuujin leader, she would have loved to become a pianist or a baker even. She would have pursued many other avenues and be a more “normal” human being. She would have lived a life filled with much more ignorance and bliss.

Jiayi paused to watch the crowd milling around and noticed families and lovers spending time together. Could she have been one of those people? Would she have enjoyed being one of those people? Oh, goodness. She was becoming all philosophical within her own mind. She was sure she would be accused of being too old and needing to retire if any one of her subordinates knew.

                             "Moving away from the North, I thought the Republic would be a bit more lenient. If you know what I mean?" Ayumu shrugged as he took a sip of the bubble tea he had ordered. They were currently at a cafe, something that Ayumu would weirdly enough not be caught dead in.

But, with all of the recent stress that the nations governments have been giving to the people. His train of thought became weird and now, he was craving sweets. "Next thing you know, they'll be saying the Avatar was reincarnated into a koalaotter and thinking we'll be dumb enough to believe that..."

However, last night, he could barely sleep at all. He had no idea why, though. It wasn’t as if something special happened yesterday or last week. Everything was normal as usual.

“Goddammit.” Akito softly cursed as he puffed out another smoke.

Feeling groggy and annoyed, he dropped his cigarette and crushed it underneath his shoe. He realized he still needed something to eat and decided to head into town. He would need to grab some grub before continuing with the rest of his day.

What should he do today then? He wasn’t sure. Usually, he trained, honing his skills, or spent time in nature, quietly meditating alone. Most people would enjoy someone else’s company, but not him. If he could, he would rather avoid any living beings regardless if they were spirits or humans. He had no love or hate for either of them. He just wanted to be left alone.

He decided to take a stroll out into the city and make up his mind as he went along. Normally, he brought along his wakizashi, but he figured he could leave it at home. He didn’t want to scare people in public, and not to mention, he was a spirit, which many humans disliked. So, he didn’t wish to give anyone a reason to publicly fear him.

“If only things could have been different.” He spoke to himself, remembering the past with his family all of whom died many, many years ago.

                                    "It seems that the human world is a bit more strict than that of the Spirit." Chizuru mentions as he walked the streets of Air Temple Island. Many have mentioned how vastly different the area had become when it was first built by Avatar Aang.

Although, still a cozy home for monks. Many Airbenders who aren't quite that into the simple life have developed the place with some modern touches. "This world really surprises me. Some parts of the Spirit world are quite... Lawless." He puts emphasis on the last word as Chizuru holds up a beautifully woven Air Nomad robe with the colours or red and orange. It felt soft to the touch and was obviously crafted skillfully. "I'm impressed that this actually does feel soft."

Normally, she would be out, working, but for today, she hadn’t received any assignments from The Benevolent, and she was waiting on her other sources to come back with some information. It left her with little to do except to wait around. Thus, she decided to scout out for some new places or dishes to eat. 

As she strolled along, she noticed those around her were mostly couples and families. It made her heart pound as she thought about the Spirit whom she came to love so long ago. She had no idea where they had gone or why they left her, but she wanted to be reunited with them. She almost wondered if that Spirit abandoned her because she became too much of a burden. 

What was the guarantee that the Spirit would still like her after all these years? What if they already moved on and forgot about her? And if this was the case... then why was she working so hard to find them? Most people would call her a brainless fool, but it was all she had to live on aside from discovering her past. If she didn’t pursue the truth, then she wouldn’t have much reason to exist. 

She shook the thought off for now and decided to enjoy the moment she was in. What should she eat today? So much to choose from, so little time. 

“Maybe I should eat at a place where I haven’t gone.” She thought to herself, contemplating where she should go.