Not To Disappoint Ft. Ryo & Illia
It’s the ‘what if’s’ that have her wavering just outside the entrance to the tea house. They’re what had her pacing around her apartment almost endlessly much to the annoyance of her cats. They’re what had her change her outfit at least several times before returning to the first one she threw on. They’re what had her practicing her smile and mannerisms in the mirror for at least an hour. They’re what have her stomach up in knots from the overwhelming idea of not making a good first impression.
As soon as she’d caught wind of having a half-sibling present on the island, naturally she went out of her way to find out who exactly it was and where the highest chances of running into them would be. It was a daunting task going around, asking people if they’d seen any other children of Izanami going around. Especially asking the people that didn’t want to talk to her.
That in itself had been such a misadventure and had given her such a migraine that she could hardly stand to leave her apartment for a day or two. Nevertheless, she got the information that she wanted, so it was all worth the trouble. Watanabe Ryo was his name, and she couldn’t wait to meet him. Though Illia did pray that he’d at least like her a little bit.
On the outside, she stands there with such a straight face that a lot of people would find it hard to discern any stress or turmoil. But on the inside, her head threatens to overwhelm her with unwanted thoughts. ‘What if he didn’t like her?’, ‘what if he’s heard what other people have said about her?’, ‘what if he already knows she exists and just never bothered to reach out. What if he didn’t want to?’ All of it has the young demigod on edge. She almost turns around on her heel to go back home. But she stops and takes a deep breath.
She tells herself that she’s being ridiculous. But at the same time, she knows that she only cares this much because this is important to her. She wants him to be important to her. It wouldn’t have mattered as much if it were any one else or for any other reason. So,she takes another deep breath as she steps inside. Her one-track mind leading her to the first person she saw. “Hello,” She greets with as disarming of a smile as she can muster. “I’m looking for a, Watanabe Ryo?” She explains. “Is he in today?”