"Charlotte," Wind said, turning to look at the young mage. "I can teach you a healing spell. Come back wearing a nun outfit and I'll teach it to you."

"W-What?" Charlotte started, embarrassed by such a request. "T-That's absurd!"

"If you don't want to, that's fine by me, I suppose," Wind said dismissively. "It could turn out bad if your friend over there was attacked by a ghost and injured, however..."

"Why don't you just teach it to me?" The witch demanded. Wind simply crossed his arms, his position on the matter obvious, even if nonsensical. "Hmph! Come on, Jonathon, we don't need his help! Let's go!" She turned to find her companion staring stupidly off into space.

"Mmm...Charlotte in a nun outfit..." Jonathan said dreamily.

"I don't believe you! You, too!" Charlotte said in frustration before storming out of the room alone.

Jonathan started at this. "W-Whoa, hey, wait...!" The hunter turned to Wind. "I'll get her to wear it, no problem!" He then quickly followed after his partner.

"I don't believe it!" Charlotte said in exasperation, staring fiercely down the stairway before her.

"Well..." Jonathan started hesitantly as he came up on her left. "Why don't you just do it? No problem, right? I'm sure it would look nice on you."

Charlotte turned to the hunter, her face red with embarrassment covered with anger. "What's that supposed to mean?" she demanded advancing up next to him.

Jonathan leaned backwards, holding his hands up defensively. "Whoa, whoa! I-I didn't mean it! That's not...!" He stopped suddenly, but he had realized his mistake too late.

"What's that supposed to mean?" the mage demanded again, pushing him backwards to the stone wall.

"Eep..." Jonathan choked out. "Problem...!"


Yes, I do realize there is a comic that is similar to this. In the name of honor, I did not steal the idea from it.

And I think I fixed all of Jonathan's name misspellings...