Despite the vehicle's bumpy manner, Maneki managed to stand perfectly still. This is one of the perks of being a Nekomata: the balance allowed him to stay on one as he is. His eyes stared back into the crate, tempted by the small space it was. 'My... that's tempting...' reckless and rebellious, the Nekomata held the crate's opening then spilled everything that was inside. He'd chuckle before placing himself back inside, feeling the relaxation of tight spaces—he made an effort of placing the lid back on, too. Until now, he acted like a childish human—except, he was also a cat, therefore he should act like it, should he not? He kept the empty sake bottle held between his legs and stomach, then he'd slowly go back to shallow sleep.
The next thing Maneki realized was that the crate he was in, had started to move on its' own... or was it being moved by someone else? He could hear the voices of men questioning the spilled apples, the messy compartment, but didn't question the contents of the crate and proceeded to delivering it to where it was supposed to be: the Fairy Tail guild. This was his opportunity to become what he has always wanted to be... an SSR character of a gacha game! Maneki waited until someone opens the lid, however he was not aware that at where he was, there were no Joyan men, nor people who spoke the Joyan language. Then, the voices of children ran up to the box, and Maneki could determine the differences of each and every scent. Finally, when they screamed for their favorite red fruit, Maneki emerged from the box to shout: "TA-DA~! MANEKI-NEKO AT YOUR SERVICE!"
And then there was silence... and maybe some crying, hungry children who expected something better.