Grabbing tight to the window frame, Ryoken took a quick scan of the room while his tail touched the wooden floor. Even though he wanted to rush there and take care of the teen's wound, he couldn't really move. It was at a time like this he wished he had legs instead.
Seemed to be able to read his inner thought, Yusaku walked there and held his arms out.
"Grab onto me."
The merman looked at him and simply shook his head. His shoulder was hurt. If he was to do what the teen said, the wound would get more serious. Seeing that, the young prince simply leaned down and picked him up, carrying him in his arms. Ryoken was so surprise that he ended up hugging that person's neck. When he realized what he was doing, his face burned up. He wanted to let go but even he understood any sudden movement would just make the situation worse.
Once he safely placed the merman on the chair, Yusaku moved away.
"Sorry... I got blood on your clothes." He smiled awkwardly.
Because of his action, his opened wound got worse as more and more blood dripped down his body.
"That isn't important right now. We need to do something about your wound."
"D-don't worry about it. It isn't as serious as it looks."
"I'm not an idiot. Come here."
Letting out a sigh, he got closed and sat down on the other chair. Ryoken then took off one of his earings, opened the top and poured a weird glowing liquid inside it on the teen's shoulder. It was a special medicine created by his race by using the finest and rarest materials under the sea. It could heal almost every wound almost instantly.
He didn't use it on Spectre back then since the amount he got was too little. It wouldn't be enough to even stop the bleeding. However, it was just enough for Yusaku.
As the last drop dripped down on his wound, the bleeding stop as the wound slowly closed on both side. After that, Ryoken grabbed something he could use as a bandage on the table and bandaged the wound.
"That should do it."
"Thanks."
"Don't mention it."
"So... Um... How have you been all these years?"
"Good. How about you?"
"Same as you."
"I see."
"I know I shouldn't be asking this but are you the cause of all the shipwbutks lately? O-of couse I'm not accusing you or anything!"
"What are you going to do..." His face turned dark as he clenched his fist.
"Eh?"
"...if I say yes?"
"Ryoken... You..." His eyes widened in shock.
"Just answer the question, Yusaku." He was smiling but even so, the sadnesses reflected in his eyes couldn't be hidden.
"Then I would stop you for everyone's sake and for yours as well."
"You can't stop me, no one can. The only way I'm going to stop is when all humans disappeared from this world!"
"What have gotten into you?!" Yusaku grabbed his arms. "This isn't like you! The Ryoken I knew wouldn't never think of hurting anyone no matter where they come from."
"You're right. But that was before you humans tried to kill me and wounded my friend! If the only way we can live in peace is by dying the sea in our enemies blood, I'm willing to do so."
"Even if you say so, I know there is still kindness in your heart. I heard what happened."
" Every time a ship sank and everyone on it was to fall into the sea, a pack of sharks would feast on their flesh. There was never a surviver. However, two days ago that changed! A sailor and his young son survived. Just when a shark was about to attack the man, it stopped when it heard a singing. It was you, wasn't it? You called it off."
"Don't be mistaken. I didn't do so out of kindness. I needed a messenger to spread the words." He looked away, dodging that person's eyes.
Yusaku wasn't wrong. While the others were screaming, trying to out swim the sharks, the man was despaired searching for his son who might or might not had already been eaten. It touched Ryoken's heart. So when he saw one was about to attack the man, he quickly called it off and continued to watch over them while hiding behind the boulder. They also got to shore fast and safely because he asked a couple of dolphin to push the small boat from behind.
Opening his mouth, Yusaku wanted to say something. Yet, before he could, there was a knocking on the door.
"Yes?"
"I'm very sorry to bother you when you are resting, your highness, but I heard voices. Is everything alright in there?"
"Yeah. I was just talking to myself."
"I see. If you need anything, just call."
"I got it." He said then let out a relief sign. "Sorry about that--"
When he turned back, the only things waiting for him were an empty chair and the soaking wet floor.
