['Man, Patty would’ve loved this.'

That’s the first thought that crosses Dante’s mind once he arrives at the picnic. While he loves a good party, picnics aren’t really his thing. He doesn’t even remember the last time he gone to a picnic. His mother used to do that back when he and Vergil were kids. It’s been decades now and Dante can’t help but feel he doesn’t belong here. Maybe it’s all the flowery pastels and pinks that put him slightly on edge but then again, he kind of likes it. Dante doesn’t know the first thing about decorating but he has to admit, Majima really outdid himself here. He already knows Majima can’t cook worth a damn, so he suspects the catering. There’s no way that a yakuza dude could also be a four-star chef and baker. Majima is a talented dude and all but he’s not that talented.

However, the main feature of today’s picnic isn’t really the food but more or less the cute little corgi puppy nipping at everyone’s heels. Dante never had a dog growing up but he always wanted one. He likes animals in general but like most folks, he has a soft spot for dogs.]

Hey there, buddy. [He whispers once the curious pup makes his way towards him.] Aw, look at you! I bet you’re a real lady killer with those eyes.

[Dante kneels down before the puppy so it can sniff his hands. Most animals tend to dislike the supernatural but this gorgeous pup doesn’t seem to mind him at all. It takes a moment for Taro to warm up to him but when he does, Dante finds himself on the receiving end of dreaded puppy breath and an impromptu tongue bath.]

Whoa, whoa! Hold on, sport!

[He does his best to keep the excitable pup at bay but the playful Taro wants to play.]

[No matter what Dante does, he tends to stick out like a sore thumb.

The esteemed devil hunter missed the memo regarding the dress code here for today’s lovely picnic. While he’s not wearing his usual red leather duster and a ratty t-shirt, he definitely sticks out like a sore thumb in all that red and black. Dante didn’t know what to wear to this sort of thing and he’s not really a fan of kimonos. However, he tried to clean up a little bit with this bespoke suit that is a near-perfect replica of his past attire. It might be a little too goth for this pretty pastel little picnic among the flowers but Dante was never the type to follow a crowd.]

I hope this little picnic comes with some good sake.

[He mutters before trying one of the delectable desserts on display. Who would’ve guessed this overgrown badass devil hunter has a sweet tooth? Dante has a strong preference for anything sugary and fluffy. He’s the kind of guy who prefers ice cream over sorbet. So if there’s anything sugary and high in calories, he’s definitely devouring it.]

(have something else on your mind? feel free to hit me up at devillady or just DM me!)