DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NANATSU NO TAIZAI.

Note: This is my first Nanatsu No Taizai fanfic. I re-watched it and decided to write something about it. This'll be short.

A PRECIOUS REST DAY; CHAPTER ONE
- JERICHO

Jericho was still pissed at Ban, even if Ban saved her life back then- when she turned into a monster. One thing Jericho doesn't like the most being looked down upon. Being a girl makes her feel so inferior. But meeting her best friend, Guila, changed everything.

Guila is a woman and is also a Holy Knight, the only New Generation who retained her powers at the cost of being brainwashed by Gowther. Jericho is jealous that Guila who is tall and beautiful, skilled fighter and having to retain her powers, a Holy Knight... it was turning into a rivalry. But Jericho knows that Guila doesn't care of the sort. She just wants to be someone that her younger brother, Zeal, looks upon.

That kind of inspiration... Jericho wonders if she can also motivate herself that way. Maybe learn a thing or two from her.

Wearing her casual clothes, she stopped by at Guila's house, remembering that Guila told her where she lived. But upon arriving at her house, knocking several times, no one was answering.

Is no one at home?

She knocked again, but no one answered. She took a deep breath, feeling disappointed that she probably caught a bad time in visiting. But knowing Guila, rest days are precious to her to spend time with her brother. Her little brother.

Jericho thought that maybe if she finds that boy, she'll find Guila.

That's it!

She ran down the streets in search for the boy, ending up in a shop where an old woman was working.

"I'm looking for Zeal. Is he here?" She asked.

"He left minutes ago." replied the elder. "You don't happen to be his sister, are you?"

She would never wish to claim to be a brother of someone. Especially when she's despised her own brother.

"Uh, no. I'm just a friend." She corrected.

"I'm glad to know that boy has friends. Please look after him while his sister isn't around. I feel bad that every kid in the neighborhood is hurting him." said the worried elder.

Jericho pondered her thoughts before replying.

One wrong word, one wrong promise, it will end up to a result she might not like. She came here for Guila not for the boy and surely not to be Zeal's babysitter.

"I better go look for him." was the best answer she's got.

She quickly exited the shop in search for the boy.

Why am I even going to search for him? I could just wait at home for Guila to return.

She thought as she ran around the streets, her eyes playfully glancing on little boys, seeing if she recognizes them.

But then again, if that boy isn't around, surely she'll spend her whole time looking for him. Maybe I should come back another time.

"Traitor!" she heard.

With quick instincts, she turned to the location where she heard the shouts. At a dark alley where men are surrounding a boy. Zeal.

"My father is not a traitor!" the boy defended.

BAM!

The knuckles of one of the man hits him in the cheek. For a small boy, he took the shot as almost as fatal. Jericho didn't like the situation. Seeing a helpless boy being beaten like that.

"He abandoned his comrades and disappeared!"

"He's a disgrace to the name of the Holy Knights!"

The men continued to shout at the boy. Zeal tried to stand and he was about to be struck again but this time... Jericho was there to defend him.

"What do you think you're doing?!" She yelled at the men.

The four men laughed seeing a girl defend the boy. A girl. In Jericho's eyes, she knows what they are thinking, that they are underestimating her, seeing her someone so low, she never liked that and most of all she despised people who looks at her that way.

She glared at them, showing them how much she hates them right now. But they weren't intimidated and laughed some more.

"And who are you suppose to be?" asked the man with the mustache.

"What kind of blockheads are you?! He's just a boy!"

"What is it to you?" replied the man with bald head.

"I'd say you should scram now before we hurt you too." the man with ripped sleeves and built-in body said cockily.

"J- Jericho-neechan!" Zeal said, recognizing her from before.

"Oh so you're his sister?" the man with the mustache said in recognition. Jericho scoffed.

"What of it? Are you scared now?"

She stood straight, crossing her arms. She didn't have power but she doesn't need it. She felt like she already has tremendous strength inside her just by standing in between the helpless boy and the four men.

"Tch! This'll be fun. To beat the children of the disgraced Holy Knight will be fun!" laughed the fourth man as he cracked his knuckles.

"Zeal... go find a place to hide." ordered Jericho, her eyes still locked on the men,

"But-"

"Go!"

The boy ran out of the alley. The four let him pass, thinking they'll catch up to him immediately after beating his 'sister'.

It didn't take long for Jericho to beat the four and run after Zeal to treat his wounds. Zeal in exchange, treated hers.

"Thank you. For saving me." said the boy once they arrived at their house and finished bandaging her wounds.

"It's nothing."

"I don't know why but, please don't kill my sister. She's not bad."

Jericho was confused on what the boy was saying. So she thought about it, remembering that she shouted at Guila once before. When Guila took the side of the Seven Deadly Sins and attacked her.

"Oh that was.. I wasn't planning to do that." A lie. Although now she understood why Guila took their side now that Hendrickson's real agenda was exposed.

"Thank you." the boy gave her a warm smile and it quickly warmed Jericho's heart. "Oh and, is it alright that we keep this between you and me? I don't want my sister to worry too much."

What's up with this boy? He was almost beaten to death and yet he wants to keep it a secret?! I really don't understand people.

"She'd worry when she sees you looking like that." Jericho said as she eyed his wounds.

"I'll cover it up. Just like I always do."

'Just like I always do'? Don't tell me this kid...

"You're keeping secrets from your sister? What other secrets are you keeping?" She crossed her arms and slouched at the couch. She lifted both legs so that she can place it on top of the table.

"Just this." the boy replied sadly. "After our father disappeared it was just me and her. And she's always protected me, even from the truth. That she became a Holy Knight to show me that our father isn't what they say he is. To show them that the rumors aren't true."

Even when his eyes seemed to be on the verge of tears, the boy was smiling.

"She goes home from time to time and acts normal. But I know she's done a lot of things that she probably doesn't want. For our father's sake. For my sake. If she finds out that every kid here doesn't even want to make friends with me, that delinquents beat me... I don't want her to- to hurt them. Or to kill them. I don't want my sister to be a murderer for my sake. I don't want her to be a disgraced Holy Knight as well... that's why I have to fulfill my part. I have to protect her too."

Surprised at the boy's resolve, Jericho felt that... that she and Zeal had something in common.

All along Jericho thought that it was because she was a girl that's why her brother looks down on her.. or others look down on her but she was wrong. It wasn't because she was a girl. She was the one looking down on herself.

Zeal was a small boy, a mere villager, a mere citizen, he had no special abilities or skill but he's showed to have greater power than those delinquents.

"Zeal..." Jericho uttered. "...would it be alright.. if you let me protect you too?"

The boy stared at her with perplexity. Jericho herself was on the verge of tears. No- she was already crying. Tears run down her eyes.

"But you already protected me." the boy replied and approached her. "You're my friend now too. That's why..." the boy wrapped his arms around Jericho. "...I will protect you too."

"Thank you, Zeal." she returned his hug.

And the two shared that memorable moment together.

So this is what Guila was fighting for... well... it feels better than what I was fighting for.

At nightfall, Jericho put the boy to sleep, doing Guila's routine and read the boy a bedtime story until he's asleep.

Jericho waited for Guila to arrive but never did, making her worry.

Hey Guila... I thought you said that rest days are precious... why are you still not home?

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Hope you guys like it. So the summary of this is the basically the title itself. What would the characters of Nanatsu No Taizai do on their rest days? So that's where this story will roll. See you in the next chapter!