Chapter 2
"Who…What the…"
Someone barely made out 3 words, but those were the only words that were spoken for a few minutes. No one seemed to find the right word to say, or figure out the right thing to do. Miia, Papi, Suu and Meroune were never too good at handling with sudden events; Centorea and Rachnera, despite their maturity in personality and thoughts, didn't have a clue of what they should do. They all froze, terrified and shocked. It was a miracle that none of them actually fainted up to this point.
Somehow, time passed. Although it seemed like 3 hours for the girls, it was actually only 2 minutes that had passed. Depending on how you see it, it is a very short amount of time, but it was enough for at least one of the girls to regain her senses and somehow make her thinking process work again.
"We have to get her back in the house."
"Cerea, we have no idea who this… this human is!"
"He's creepy!"
"She's creepy!"
"Although I have no clue of whether this person is a he or she, I shall have to agree with Miss Papi and Suu, Miss Centorea! We can't just let an absolute stranger in this kind of state…"
"Everyone!"
Although it was no surprise for Centorea to suddenly yell in a loud voice every now and then, everyone was fully surprised to the sudden change in her tone of voice. As whenever she gets into her 'knight-mode', her voice was filled with determination.
"If Master was present, he would have not let a stranger that came to us to just lay abandoned! Especially when they are badly injured and needing of help!"
"I… should have to agree that that's what dear sir would have done, but…!"
"Leaving this stranger like this is certainly against chivalry! Master would have agreed to that! Now allow me to carry this stranger into the house!"
Centorea walked two heavy determined steps towards the stranger. After an inhale and exhale filled with determination, she lowered her body and reached out her arms to slip under the parts that seemed to be the shoulders and legs. She was surprised to find out that the stranger was shorter than she expected. She was expecting the stranger to be a fully grown male, or at least an adult. The height of the stranger seemed to be the equivalent of an adolescent girl, no taller than that. She was even more surprised when she lifted her up. The stranger was very, very light. Although Centorea never actually lifted a teenage human girl before, she was quite confident that they should be much heavier than the badly bruised human in her arms.
She turned backwards and headed straight into the house, ignoring the sign of disapproval and remaining shock in the faces of her housemates. As she stepped into the house, the others followed her with fright and vigilance in their eyes. The closer she went to the center of the living room, the light from the chandelier shined brightly on the face of the stranger. It was then that Centorea could get a grasp of what the stranger looked like.
The stranger was a girl. Her face was covered up in bruises, small cuts and blood, but Centorea could still see the tenderness of the skin, and the smooth facial features. As Centorea moved her eyes towards the other parts of her body, she could make sure that the stranger was a young girl. She wasn't tall; definitely shorter than herself or Rachnera or Meroune, but she still seemed taller than Papi and Suu. And she was definitely slim. Only a slow, weak pulse in her body proved that she was still surviving somehow.
After figuring out the basics of the stranger, Centorea could start feeling the blood on her body that occasionally dripped onto her hands. I have a problem, she thought to herself. Where was she to lay her down? She couldn't lay her down on the floor. She should at least use a bed or something similar to that, but in her current state, the stranger would end up ruining the bed sheet. And giving her master more to do was the last thing in her mind. Laying the stranger on the sofa would bring the same problem. Overwhelmed by her pursue in chivalry and her wanting to save this girl, she was in panic. Tears were gathering in her eyes. She sincerely wanted to save the girl.
It was then that a miracle seemed to happen.
Around the walls of the living room, white, thread-like substances moved around in the speed of light. Centorea watched in both amusement and relief as they somehow connected themselves to form a shape of a bed that was attached to the wall, in a way resembling a hammock, but somehow more attached by the sides rather than the top and bottom.
"Seriously, Centorea. You should end up your heroic acts if you started it. Besides, it won't be good for the girl if she was just left their in your arms forever."
"Rachera!"
The arachne eyed her. She didn't seem as willing to help the girl as Centorea was; vigilance was evident in her eyes.
"Don't get me wrong. I'm no knight-and-chivalry-wannabe like yourself, but once you let her in the house, she is our guest. It would be a pity to see a guest die in the house, and it won't leave any good records for our host, would it?"
Centorea rushed towards the newly made bed. At the same time, Rachnera's last words made Centorea realize something. Her master. He was supposed to be back home by now. Where was he?
"Hey, why are you girls all gathered around the front door?"
"Boss, Centorea brought in a…"
"Huh, what's wrong, Papi? All of you?"
"Milord!"
Centorea moved up towards her master, glad to see someone that could help her out.
"Please, master. Help this little girl!"
As soon as Kimihito looked at the girl in the centaur's arms, he let go of the giant plastic bag filled with mineral bottle.
Thump.
Anyone could see that fear wasn't the main motivation for it.
"…Satsuki?"
