Chapter 11

A day for relaxing

"So, in the end, you two completely failed at getting it back," Shan was blunt as Hibana and winced.

"W-well, at least we found out who took it right?" Arietta pointed out as the woman sat back in her seat, another excuse to make themselves feel better as Shan simply sighed at this fact before speaking once more.

"Whatever, it's not like it's going to effect me anyway, I doubt the people who even took that know how to use it, Anyway, you guys can leave now, you were useless on the mission and you're useless here, also send Sync here if you see him. I need to ask him something." Hibana cocked an eye before she shrugged.

Hibana wasn't Sync's mom, so if Shan needed him for something she had no place in asking why, no doubt it was for some pointless mission, but that brought up another point.

"I haven't seen Sync in awhile, so don't be sending him off somewhere again!" The girl was genuine with that statement as her older sister simply grumbled.

"Fine, whatever, I'm just asking him to deliver something to one of the shops owners in town," It was an odd request, something you would ask a secretary to do.

Hibana closed one of her eye's before speaking once again, "Good, because I really need to talk to him about something important, and you wasting our time with pointless mission..." It seemed Hibana didn't know anything about delicate things as the older sibling let out a low growl.

"Whatever, just go you useless idiots and don't bother me again, I swear I get dumber simply talking to you," Shan stated as Arietta and Hibana left the Grand Maestro to her work.

It seemed the cathedral hadn't changed a bit during the two days the girls were gone, they walked down the familiar halls, no doubt the person known as Sync the Tempest would be in his room doing nothing. That being said, what does Sync do when he's not doing something for Shan?

As Arietta and Hibana turned the corner, it seemed they encountered another familiar face.

"Oh, it's you guys," It seemed the girl known as Anise didn't really care for Arietta or Hibana at the moment, actually it seemed that she was in a hurry once again as Arietta eyes narrowed.

"You don't have to say it like that Anise!" The pinked haired girl obviously took offense as Hibana started to wonder something, something that she probably shouldn't be wondering at all, as the demon girl gave a light blush.

"O-oh, I see, the constant arguments, those hateful glares, saying one thing and meaning another...I didn't know you two had that kind of relationship," Was Hibana simply joking or serious, it was hard to tell as, but one thing for sure neither girl like what she was implying.

"D-don't make jokes like that!" Anise snapped as Arietta nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, and even if I was like that, I differently wouldn't be attracted the Anise, but that is if I was like that...which I'm not,"

"Anyway, we are on our way to see Sync," Hibana quickly added before the conversation got even more awkward as Anise shrugged.

"I really don't care about any of that right now, I have something to tell Ion at the moment and you guys are wasting my time," Anise stated something that probably should have been said from the beginning as Arietta perked up.

"If that's the case, then I'm going to," For some reason, Hibana had a strange feeling she was going to be ditched as Anise gritted her teeth,

No doubt another argument was going to erupt as Hibana sighed, she left the two girls to their business as she continued down the hall until she reached the Tempest's room. Hibana being the kind of person she was simply turned the door nob, alas it seemed it was locked.

The demon didn't even bother to knock as she simply kicked down the door, if it was locked then obviously someone was inside that didn't want to be disturbed, of course none of the mattered to Hibana in the least.

There was someone sitting at a desk, a green haired teen who didn't even bother to look at the destruction that his so called friend caused before he let out a grumble. "Hibana, what the hell..." His voice was dull as if he was bored or something, or perhaps he knew that the damages would be coming out of what little money he earned.

"Eh, I knew you wouldn't answer if I just knocked, so I just skipped a step, Shan wants you to deliver something for her, and after that I really need to talk to you about something important," If it was important Hibana's tone didn't show it.

Sync sighed as he got up from his desk, he closed a small book as Hibana cocked her eye, perhaps a diary of some sorts? She doubted it, Sync didn't seem like the type to have something like that.

"Fine, whatever, I'll check what she wants, after that I'll talk to you," That was actually a surprise as Hibana blinked, usually Sync wasn't the talkative type so the fact that he was willing to have a discussion.

"R-really, um you know you could just say no..." Probably for the best, since what Hibana wanted to talk about was rather embarrassing, so him saying no was in her best interest. The truth was, Hibana asked Sync if they could talk later because she expected him to say no.

"I said it is fine, I have nothing better to do at the moment anyway, just come and find me," The Tempest left the room leaving a rather worried Hibana sitting on the bed.

"This was the place that Shan said the contact would be waiting," Sync frowned at the restaurant, it was small and worthless no doubt, it had to be since Sync never ate there, though to be fair he had only been alive for two years...

Even then, he doubted they got a lot of business, no windows and a single door seemed rather cheap, Sync couldn't help but wonder what kind of person ate there, and what said person was like.

"Bah, probably a worthless nobody that got tangled into one of Shan's webs," The Tempest tried to prepare himself for what he was going to find there, though when he went through the door he really wasn't expecting what he saw.

It was hot, really hot, the heat was almost unbearable as the smell of spices flew through the air, it was almost suffocating. It must have been bad, the food that is, the food must have been so hot that it would rip a hole through ones throat and reduce their teeth to nubs.

Despite being in the rather figurative hell, the place looked rather natural, people were sitting enjoying their meal as if the heat was a passing wind, maybe the kind of people who ate there didn't mind the heat.

Picking out the contact was easy, since Sync spotted someone that shouldn't have been there, how did the Tempest know such a thing. Simple, Sync traveled with the odd man out before.

"Katto?" Sync walked up to the table as the demon ate what appeared to be curry,

"Hmm...you're...finally...here...Sync... I came early...so...I...already...started eating..." It seemed the killer was in pain as he scarfed down the red hot rice, the sheer speed in which Katto was eating was simply amazing, not even when speaking to Sync did the killer stop stuffing his mouth.

Speechless was an understatement, perhaps surprise and awe would have been a better description as the killer moved the spoon at the same speed he used for murder.

"Why is Katto here, Why is he eating curry, and why was he eating so fast?" Those were the questions Sync asked himself, though only one was going to be answered.

It was just as bad as Sync thought, both Katto and the food was evil, so it was only natural for Katto to enjoy such a dish.

"He doesn't even have a drink, is he that stubborn?" Sync wondered before the knife wielder spoke.

"W...whats...wrong...don't, just...stand...there...have...your knee...caps...been sliced... open or something? Sit...down..." Sync took the advice to heart as he took the seat across from Katto, at that moment, the red eyed killer looked straight into the Tempest eyes, as if he was going to ask the toughest question in history.

"Do you want some?"

And Sync's reply was rather simple

"Like hell I do!"

Katto sighed, it seemed he was disappointed with the Tempest's answer.

Either way, there was no doubt about it, Katto was the contact, it wasn't a surprise. He even told Sync before that he did things like this in his free time, so if killing people was easy for Katto, delivering information was even easier.

"So, what is it? It's unusually for someone like you to do this sort of thing right? I thought you would be off cutting someone's throat or something," Sync stated as the killer simply leaned back in his seat.

"Well, I was, but since this was a stop, I thought I would share something with you and Shan. Plus I'm here to ask you something as well," That was even stranger, usually Katto would have little use of any information, so for him to be asking Sync about something was even rarer.

So he was lying, and even if he wasn't he probably could have picked a better place than that.

"I see, well sorry, but I'm not interested in anything like that, just give me the information that Shan is after and I'll be on my way," Getting caught up in worthless things like that would just weigh him down as Katto simply chuckled.

"Fine, let me cut to the chase, tell Shan that the person that took that important thing is currently in Daath, if she wants it back she should probably look a little closer at the people that live here if you catch my drift?" Katto knew, he knew the person that took the bag, but was either choosing not to give a name or didn't care to.

"Is that all you wanted to say right?" Was Sync in a hurry, either way Katto simply shook his head.

"No, next I'm going to tell you something personal, you know about Moh's death right?" Katto asked as Sync grumbled.

Of course he knew, everyone knew, it happened when he was it Batical anyway. Not a single person knew who did it or why, then again, there was a lot of people who hated him. And Sync himself had a pretty good idea who done it.

"It was you...right?" Katto smiled, it seemed Sync was correct after all as the red eyed demon nodded.

"Yes, but I was hired, but that person hadn't paid me back yet, that's actually apart of the reason I'm here right now, would you want to know who hired me?"

The green haired god-general shook his head. "Not really, whoever done it was an idiot for hiring someone like you anyway, if you're going to kill them they probably deserve it anyway," The assassin didn't know if he should take Sync's words as an insult or a complement as he shrugged.

"Well, Sync I need to ask you something as well, the last mission you were on, I need you to tell me about it," It was a random request, something that Katto normally wouldn't ask as Sync sighed, Katto confirmed something that Sync was wondering about for awhile, so doing something like this would be small.

"Fine..."

Sync recounted the previous mission, nothing happened during it, but Katto seemed to have taken interest in the woman known as Nigromante.

"Oh, so she's here..." Katto rubbed the back of his head as Sync crossed his arms,

"You know her?" Sync really wasn't interested as Katto simply shrugged.

"Yeah, she is the closest thing to a true necromancer than anyone else I know, she doesn't make replicas, but rather actually takes the original body and takes it to a point where it was functioning, don't be surprised if you start seeing dead men running around," Katto said that so casually, maybe it was because Sync was a human, but thought of being able to bring back people from the dead was rather unsettling.

"You...actually expect me to believe something like that?" Sync believed him, he didn't even know why he asked that, after all. A lot of strange things started to happen since he met Hibana, so if snow started to fall during hot months or dead men started to breath again he would just chalk it up to an oddity.

"No, but that doesn't matter now does it?" Katto replied as Sync gritted his teeth.

"Katto...what is your goal?" Sync asked as the killer simply shrugged once again.

"I have one, but it's not important and can't be reached anyway, though even if I reached it, it would be meaningless anyway,"

A meaningless goal? That didn't make any sense, at least not to the Tempest.

"Gah, if you want to talk in riddles talk to someone else, I want a straight answe-"

"Here is your food sir!" A waitress screamed as two plates were put in front of Katto, of course it was curry.

Once again, Katto looked Sync before picking up a spoon, the killer asked a familiar question.

"Do you want some?"

And Sync's answer was even simpler than before.

"No."

Sync left, it was obvious that Katto had no intention of finishing their conversation, but he did impart some final words.

"Best be careful Tempest, it would disappoint me if you lost your head right?" Katto said that as if it was someone else's problem as Sync sighed leaving the building behind.

It was already sunset, but Sync still had one more thing he needed to do...


"Bah, what is taking Sync so long, though I'm happy that I managed to get some time to think," Hibana started to wonder if she should even say she was planning on saying, and if she should even say it to begin with.

"Forget it, I can't say that to his face," Hibana frowned as she opened a small drawer on Sync's desk, lucky for her there was a pen and a piece of paper. And so the demon simply wrote out her feelings as she stuffed it in the desk, it seemed she didn't have much time left as a voice was heard from behind her.

"What are you doing?" It was blunt and it belong do Sync as Hibana nearly coughed.

"N-nothing, just checking something that's not important!" She was hiding something, but Sync didn't care, he was far to wrapped up in his own thoughts to care about something Hibana did.

"Well, you wanted to talk to me about something, what is it?" Hibana simply blinked as she scratched the back of her head.

"Nothing actually, Arietta helped me out with it, so you don't have to worry," Hibana quickly walked past Sync he simply grumbled, it seem his door was torn down for no good reason.

Though, even Sync wondered what that girl was planning on saying.

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This is the final chapter of this part, next is the last.