Kumiko took the bottle in her hand, she narrowed her eyes as she sniffed it. She knows that she had already seen something like this… but she doesn't remember.
"Where is he?" she asked as she put the potion away.
"I told the guards to take him to the prison" answered Osirus "He didn't seem like he was like the others"
"That's for me to say" said Kumiko as she got up "I feel like I know this potion… but I don't remember when I saw it"
"What do you mean?" asked Osirus.
"This potion… I feel like the danger coming from it shouldn't be underestimated" explained Kumiko "The last time I had that feeling, an entire village was slaughtered"
"R-Really?"
"I don't know what's really happening, but we need to talk to that person. Now" she then exited the room with Osirus behind her.
After arriving, they noticed a cart in front of the prison.
"I guess that he's inside" said Osirus before getting a 'You think?' look from Kumiko.
"What kind of potions are in here?" asked Kumiko.
"Don't know, but there were many bottles," answered Osirus.
Kumiko shook her head before opening the door to the prison.
"You're here" said Evera as she got up from her desk with a ring of keys.
"Is he here?" asked Kumiko.
"He was begging not to be put in a cell… it was really sad" stated the Viking.
"I'm going to cry" commented Kumiko before mentioning her to open the door.
When they got inside, they noticed that the old man wasn't there.
"But he was here!" yelled Evera as she rushed to the cell.
"Don't get closer to the cell" said the samurai as she got in front of the cell "I can smell your filthy scent. You'd better show yourself"
There was a chuckle as the old man appeared.
"You are really sharp" he said.
"How about removing that disguise?" said Kumiko "It's rude to hide your real face.
After chuckling, the old man changed his appearance to a young man.
"I didn't thought that you could be that sharp" he stated "That count sure know how to underestimate the others"
"So, what's this?" she asked as she showed him the potion.
"Who knows" replied the young man casually "I don't think that I know what that is"
"The only reason why you fell to pass the gate it's because you didn't get the report from the others" said Kumiko.
"I don't know where they are, but they will get me out of here"
Kumiko began to laugh under her breath as both Osirus and Evera shook their heads.
"Do you think that they can help you?" asked Kumiko "I don't think that corpses can help you"
The young man gulped before saying "I'm the count's son, killing me would make you an enemy of Re-Estize"
"You aren't going to be killed" said Kumiko "But executed. Rejoice, You'll get salvation from my hand"
"So… I'm not going to cut his head off?" asked Osirus.
Kumiko turned and shook her head "It's the Hitokiri's job to execute the others" she then walked away "Tomorrow you have your day off. Both of you"
"W-Wait a second"
"Shut it" said Osirus as he walked away with Evera.
"Y-You… you can't kill me! I'm a noble!" his cries were ignored as he was alone.
Outside of the cell's room, Kumiko sighed as she massaged her forehead.
"I don't think that it's a good idea, but I'm going to ask Azazel to look at it" she said before walking away.
Both Osirus and Evera decided to have a drink in the tavern.
"Lord Osirus" greeted the owner "How are you today?"
"Fine" sighed Osirus "Its look like there's going to be another execution tomorrow"
"Who was at fault?" asked the owner.
"The son of a noble" answered Osirus "But he will have a worst executioner than me"
"Those nobles, always thinking that they're better than the rest" growled a man sitting next to them "If only they didn't target my little Lily…"
"You don't need to worry" said his friend sitting next to him "She's now safe here"
"The madam is really kind" said the owner "We don't have to pay any taxes"
Osirus sighed as he was smiling.
"The usual please" said Osirus before sitting as Evera sat at the same table as him.
"So…" began Osirus "Where are you living?"
"A normal house" replied the Viking "Well, normal to this town"
"A traditional Japanese house? Weird, I thought that we got to choose?"
"When we got here, everything was set" sighed Evera "Azazel got to live with the samurai and the White dragon, and Baraqiel with the half elf"
"Why with Glarion?"
"Don't you know? The priestess that lives with him is Baraqiel's daughter"
"With… Glarion?" he then remembered that Akeno mentioned something about a flower being picked before chuckling "He's really lucky"
As a maid gave them a cup each, they continued their conversation.
They both touched their mugs together in a cheer and began to drink.
"Hmm, it's not the same as mead, but it's good" the Viking stated.
Some time passed, they were both about three cups in.
"I have been wondering, do you miss your old gear?" the Viking asked.
Osirus emptied his cup before he answerd.
"Well yeah, but it corrupted me, made me do things I heavily regret. I like this new one better"
More time passed, Osirus was on his fifth cup.
He was having a hard time not staring at Evera's chest.
The girl was aware of his staring, but she didn't call him out on it.
She was too busy noticing that his shirt was a bit tight on him, his muscled form being slightly visible.
They continued to drink for a while longer.
Eventually, they were both too drunk to think clearly.
"*hic* hey, remember when you asked me where I'm living?*hic*"
"yeah,*hic* what about it?"
"I think, *hic* it would be better*hic* to show you"
They managed to make it to her home.
After they got inside, they both sat on the couch.
They were both looking over each others forms with lust, it was not long before articles of clothing began to hit the floor.
XX TIMESKIP XX
Osirus awoke with a strong pain in his head, he opened his eyes and found himself in a place he did not recognise.
He heard a soft moan from beside him, he turned his head to see a naked Evera holding on to him.
'W-what the hell?'
He had no Idea how he got to where he was, the last thing he remembers is leaving the prison with the Viking by his side.
'How did this happen?'
He quickly noticed he was also missing his clothes.
His heart stopped.
He had a big headache, he was in a place he did not recognize, he was laying in a bed with a naked girl beside him while also being naked, and he can't remember anything.
"Oww, my head…."
Evera had woken up and rubbed her head.
It took a second for her to pick up her situation, she looked into his eyes.
She also took in their lack of clothing and the fact that she was being held by him.
Her face turned scarlet and steam blew from her ears.
"Did…..did we...?"
"I….I don't know"
"How did we get here?"
"I don't know"
They both found their clothing and got dressed.
There was the distinct smell of alcohol in the air, along with another smell.
They both could not deny the evidence, they had made a mistake.
Evera had been thinking about a way to get together with him, but this was not what she imagined.
Osirus could not deny the fact that he found her attractive, if she had asked to be with him the only reason he would say no was because he did not want to be killed by his current lovers.
"Do you regret what we did?"
He turned to the girl as he thought about his answer.
Did he regret it?
"I would only regret it if you do"
They parted ways after agreeing that this never happened.
Osirus reached his home and was ambushed by his old master.
She grabbed him from behind and held a dagger to his neck.
She began to sniff him and he started to panic.
"Darling~ can you please explain why you smell like another girl?"
"I was drunk"
"Hmm, you DO smell like alcohol…. Who was it?"
"Evera"
"So it was not some random slut on the streets?"
"N-no, it was Evera. Please don't tell Chevalir"
"Hmm~ I don't know…..Could you persuade me?"
"What do you want?"
She giggled and licked his ear.
"I bet you could guess darling"
"*sigh* i'm not getting any sleep tonight"
"I'm going to keep you until you only smell like me"
