May 1st, 20XX; 7:41PM
Weather: Clear
"You'll be setting camp here for the night?"
"Yep."
The girl's bright, orange hair and short trim wavers gently in the cool breeze. "BJN, you think we'll find Fuujin here soon?" She places her backpack she obtained from the Cornucopia on the ground.
BJN softly flips her radiating white hair as it illuminates in the moonlight skies. "We don't know if he'll be armed and ready to kill us if he sees us, Spirst."
Spirst shrugs, and crosses her arms. "Well, be glad we found each other and called a truce despite the bloodbath that is going on. Guess as fellow mods, we know each other well to realize that we don't have much close combat skills, nor we coincidentally had any weapons when we meet."
"Well, I hope when we find Fuujin and a few others, it will be an identical situation as us, making it easier to coordinate and get out of here together... alive." BJN remarks as she tidies a blanket placed on the ground. She gets ready to set up a tent and retire for the night.
"Then what about Aero-senpai-"
The girl in the white hair and black attire immediately stops. "...What about Aero-senpai?"
"I mean, you two seemed pretty close-"
"Yeah, by close, you mean like... friends kinda close, right? I mean, we don't have any interest in each other or anything if that's what you're implying?"
"... You've answered a biiiit more than what I've asked for, sis."
"Hmph." BJN continues her task of setting up camp. "Well, either way, seeing Aero-senpai or not, it really doesn't concern me at all... that much."
Spirst smiles mischievously. "Well, you know as the saying goes, a prince will not leave his princess alone for long~"
"SHUT UP. Does that saying even exist, idiot?" The white haired moderator glares at Spirst furiously, her voice containing a hint of rage. "If you have so much free time to talk about Aero-senpai, then help me with this tent instead!"
"Yeeeees, princess." The apricot haired woman teases with a sarcastic tone. "Don't worry, this backpack I got will probably have a huge load o' stuff that will help us a lot!"
Spirst carefully opens up the bag, anticipating the awaited treasury that is inside.
"Spirst, can you lend a hand over here-... hey. Spirst? Gorl, what's wrong?" BJN asks.
Spirst turns around to face BJN with an awkward smile. "Well, you see... the bag I got from the Cornucopia. Seems like... it didn't have anything noteworthy."
"Well, something is better than nothing."
"See, that's the thing. There really is nothing in here. It's... completely empty."
Silence filled the area for the rest of the night.
May 1st, 20XX; 8:54PM
Weather: Cloudy breaks
"Well, shit." Ferna scratches her head with a disappointed expression on her visage.
Koiba puts his hands over his mouth in shock. Broken branches, destroyed commodities, it seemed as though the area was ravaged by an angry group of wolves.
"Seems like our little camp got raided, young one." The teacher mutters as she inspects the area. "Our resources have also been stolen. So much for having a good night sleep."
Koiba looks around the area. Most of the supplies they got throughout the day were all gone. He glances down on the ground and faintly murmurs: "Our food, the fishing rod... everything's gone."
Ferna takes a heavy sigh. "Some of the gorls must be taking this game incredibly seriously. Man, at this rate, we can't take our attention off our supplies for even a second, or else they'll disappear in a flash."
The pair continue to investigate the demolished area. "Do you know who could've done this?" the young boy asks his teacher.
Ferna pauses, then starts to lightly nod her head. "I could think of a few culprits that may have done this. These are gorls that you will most definitely have to watch out for and defeat if you want to come out of this alive."
Cenizas. Although she looks quite slow and harmless, her ability to deceit her opponents with her quick thinking can easily turn the tides of the battle. She is very easy to distinguish with her unique teal haircut.
Maxy. A woman with a big and dare I say busty build and blue hair of moderate length. This girl goes for brute force to overwhelm her opponents. Irony is that she is an uke, but one wouldn't think she'd bring that side of hers in battle.
GingerGaymer. A deadly force to be reckon with. This girl will show no mercy in battle, as demonstrated in her results in her tournament matches. Although having a cute face, her hair, neither long nor short, is a dark brown colour that makes her resemble a grizzly bear.
"If these three women were to find each other and collaborate, the chances of survival are incredibly slim." Ferna remarks as she flips around a few trees and branches on the ground. "Luckily, based on what I see here, seems like the most likely culprit of this theft is GingerGaymer, and her alone. That little son of a bitch."
Koiba quietly stares into the night skies, occupied with patches of grey clouds. I would need to be able to defeat these gorls to win, huh? The young boy thought to himself. Although Koiba is a determined young boy with a lot of pride, he is not sure himself if he would be able to conquer such formidable foes in his current situation.
"Hey, little boy, over here!" Ferna shouts and waves her arm at Koiba.
"What is it, Ferna-sensei?"
Ferna points at a tree that has been damaged by the raid. It seemed to have created a small, sheltered opening where only the smallest of people can fit inside. "Seems like the perfect place for you to hang out and sleep for the night. Like a mini-cave made just for you, haha!"
"Then what about yourself, Ferna-sensei?" Koiba asks with concern.
Ferna simply glances over to the side. After a brief silence, the teacher gives another sigh. "Kid, seems like you still have a long way to go. You don't have to give much thought to your enemies." Ferna then gives Koiba a pat on the back.
"I'll be finding somewhere else to stay and rest for the night, try to gather some resources. This will probably be farewell for the two of us. It's better this way, we don't have to rely on each other to find necessities. We'll just need to focus on sustaining ourselves."
"But-" Koiba starts her sentence but is interrupted by Ferna's smile. "Kid, I told ya, you have to learn to be independent. Don't worry, you'll be fine." She then puts her hand on Koiba's head and rubs it. "Live long enough so we can see each other again some other time, okay? This might be our last time we see each other as allies. But I'm sure you would have grown to be a better man by then, haha!"
Koiba cannot help but smile back. However hurtful the truth was, Ferna was right. He had to learn how to live on his own if he wants to survive. "Alright then, sensei. It's a promise! Thanks for everything!"
Ferna starts walking in the other direction into the shadows of the forest. "It's a teacher's job to teach her students, no matter the place or situation." She waves as she strolls ahead. Her last words that Koiba could hear her mutter before disappearing in the distance: "Now if I can find some cigars here, you bet I'll be so fuc..."
Koiba giggles. "Guess she didn't want to look like a bad example in front of me."
He heads inside his tree tent. It is surprisingly more comfortable than what he expected. "Time to retire for the night." The young boy yawns before gazing upon the night skies once again. The clouds were replaced with bright, shiny stars.
"May the gods bless my journey."
