Third PoV
Sensing an opportunity to recruit her, Kazama asked if she would like to join them because after all she was supposed to be dead and if her family saw her they would surely go crazy. She nodded the told them to turn their backs while she changed.
She grabbed the leather shoulder bag that she had brought with their into this era and pulled out; a cropped, lined brown leather bodice, pants, traditional Japanese trousers that were thinner at the top and fanned out near the bottom then they were sewn to a band of fabric that clung to the ankle, black boots that had many pockets on each boot, two thigh straps that held a gun on her each as well as a dagger and because there were slits in the sides of her trousers it meant that they were hidden as well as accessible, a strong and beautifully crafted bow and a full quiver.
Once she had her clothes on she grabbed a belt that held extra bullets, another bow string and a modern handgun, with a silencer on her right hip. She put it on and then proceeded to tie the katana that her father had given her last year onto the left side of the belt making it hang lower on the left side of her hip that the right side. Finally she took back the sides of her hair with a bobble and then placed a pin in between the bobble that had its sheathed blade coated in poison.
She coughed and the three men turned back around to face her. Kyo let out a low whistle of appreciation while Amagiri shook his head at the other's antics. Meanwhile the blonde devil mentality patted himself on the back for asking her to join them; she was a fine and powerful demoness who would make a great wife and mother.
The banta vanished as a pot smashed on the floor.
Claribella's PoV
I whipped my head towards the noise and my breath froze in my lungs as I saw Yamazaki. The blonde demon suddenly saw him as a threat, drew his blade and had it held at his neck from behind. At this rate he would separate his head from his body before he could even yell for help.
"STOP! NO, DON'T!" I yelled as cold dread filled my body like ice. The devil turned his head to me in question, blinking I continued.
"He's a friend of mine, don't hurt him please!" He burned his eyes into mine as if he was questioning the truth of my words. He grunted and lowered his blade only to raise it again and hit Yamazaki on the head with the hilt; effectively knocking him out.
As he lay on the floor, I silently breathed a sigh.
"He goes with us." The blonde said.
"Thank you,uh..."
"Kazama Chikage. This is Kyuujyu Amagiri and this is Shiranui Kyo." He pointed to a tall, short brown haired man wearing a traditional men's yukata, with a katana by his side. He looked a though he could beat someone in hand to hand combat in seconds. However he looked calm and a kind vibe was about him.
Then he pointed to another tall man but he wore a vest and a green scarf, gun holders on his chest and had long navy blue hair tied up in a high ponytail. He looked like someone who would shoot first and ask questions later, although he seemed to have a sense of humour even if it was not the purest.
"I'm Hijikata Claribella."
Kazama nodded to me then to Kyuujyu who picked up Yamazaki and gently put him over his shoulder. Kazama offered his hand to me. I picked up the bags on the grass and as I grasped his outstretched hand we disappeared from Meibu.
The place where I grew up and the place that held precious memories of mine.
