Elena POV
"Ah~Ah~ Hello? Is the mic working? Oh, it is? Then good afternoon, Papa! This is your favourite daughter speaking. I'm just here to drop of a message to tell you how I'm not coming home any sooner, so yup. Byebi~" I said everything in one go, pressing down the 'End Call' button before my father could even reply to my sudden call.
Laughing internally when I imagine how Papa would be panicking right now, I twirled around, clad in a dress which glided along with my movements.
After being accepted as a member of Libra, I had the toughest job of becoming a chore girl ! Seriously, the daughter of a President as a chore girl. That would had been a hilarious thought by itself, if not for the fact that I was the chore girl.
However, I have to admit that whoever who had designed the Maid Costume I was wearing has good tastes. The puffy sleeves of the costume slid right off my shoulders and landed right on my shoulders' blades. Black and pristine jewels adorned the front of my chest, accompanied by a huge white ribbon that went around my waist, fully completed with a white and spotless apron on the black skirt.
Moreover, they gave me a frilly headdress to make me look the part of a Maid.
Luckily for them, I gave the costume an eight out of ten, so their office wouldn't be destroyed for making me a Maid. For now.
But thinking back, it sure has been some time since I've seen anything interesting.
Sure, Leonardo's God's Eye was an interesting artefact, but that's that. Leonardo-kun is just one person, and though he brought plenty of amusing interactions with Zapp-san, it's not enough.
Though, I had gotten my hands on rare information regarding the God's Eye. From what I had heard from Leonardo-kun, he had gotten his powers in exchange for something precious to him, and with every use, his eyes would be strained.
Not to mention how eye-catching his eyes are. No doubt useless when trying to be discreet.
I leaned on the handle of the mop I was gifted with, feeling the lethargic strain of my back getting healed. It had been a few weeks of chores, chores and more chores and I am still not assigned to anything important in Libra.
It was so unfair! Why is it that Leonardo-kun could land himself in so much more interesting situations when I couldn't?
Pouting, I turned my head towards the small opening where the mock leaders of Libra always gathered themselves in. Is it because I'm a unknown subject? Or is it because they can't risk allowing me to get injured, that they aren't assigning me anything interesting to do?
It had to be the latter.
Using my enhanced hearing, I eavesdropped into Leonardo's conversation and found myself hearing something that piqued my interest.
"Vampires?" I whispered to no one in particular, hairs on my body suddenly standing on end.
It has been a long time since I've heard the word which defined my whole existence.
Leaning closer to the door, I tried to make out what the group of people were discussing in the room.
Whatever that involves the species Vampire, it involves me.
Strangely, a pair of beautiful red eyes lingered in my mind as I tried to take in as much information as possible.
It has also been a long time since I've seen William-kun.
.'.'.'.
"Dog Hummer? Who names their child Dog Hummer?"
Incredulous, I gapped at the white haired childish male who had a weird strand of blood flowing out from his arm.
BOOM
Again, I stared at the unnecessary menacing looking truck, incredulous at the owner's tastes in machinery. The truck had been rampaging around the whole town, eating-A truck that can eat. Wow- whatever that blocked its way, while trying to find this...Dog-guy.
"I'm out of this." I announced as I jumped off from the building I was on, not particularly interested in how the pretty girl in the truck wanted to find the love of her life.
I wanted to find the stupid blonde who had successfully avoided me for the past months.
It had taken tons of begging, and puppy face through video calls for Papa to have actually allowed me more time in Hellsalem's Lot. And begging is not fun. At all.
Especially when I am a Lady held in high regards by my citizens.
William Macbeth...I swear I will find you and make you...
Pausing in my steps, my heart started to race when I detected a familiar scent.
Geh.
I smell something rotting.
Retracing my steps, I was about to turn away from the fancy restaurant when I smelled another familiar scent.
William Macbeth!
I entered the restaurant in haste, mind whirling with thoughts on how to approach my current object of interest.
Should I act as if I didn't see him and wait till he calls me out? But if he doesn't see me, that plan would fail.
Or should I be more direct and just call out to him?
Ahh, decisions, decisions.
But wait a second, if my nose is working properly, that guy is inside the restaurant too.
Geh.
To go in or to not.
"Miss, are you going to enter?"
A gentle voice made it's way to my eardrum, making me pause momentarily in my actions.
I turned around to face a lady dressed in a exotic fashion, at the same time plastering the perfect smile I've been trained to show.
"Oh my, I apologise for blocking the way. For your question, yes, I am going to enter." I did a short curtsy towards the lady dressed in a pineapple looking costume, being very careful to not let any expression show on my face. It would be rude if I judged her by what she wore, and I wouldn't want to make an enemy out of someone who dressed with so much extravagance.
She had to be of someone important.
Back in my country, where all the people of high status enjoyed many different kinds of exotic and strange(morbid) hobbies, a pineapple dress or two wouldn't make me crack a grin at all. Not when the rest of the people-bodyguards, I presume- behind her were all dressed in the same manner.
"Hmm, why aren't you a polite little maid." The lady said, auburn curls laid on her revealed shoulder blades, as she raised the fan she was holding and used it to probe against my cheeks.
"Cute, too." Her cerulean eyes twinkled in badly hidden mirth and I had to push down the urge to snarl at her.
Just because I am wearing a Maid costume, doesn't mean that I was of no one important.
"Thank you very much for the compliment, but I am afraid I have to excuse myself for the moment." I gave her a low curtsy and quickly made my way into the restaurant, willing myself not to shiver because of the cat like eyes directed at my back.
Women like her were downright scary.
.'.'.'.
My steps automatically slowed down when I no longer felt any more suspicious gaze on my behind. Sighing, I grabbed the helms of my skirt and pulled down, suddenly conscious of how short the maid costume was.
Six out of ten it is. Deducting the points off in my head, I continued to head towards where they would be serving me my dinner.
Libra office is in danger of being destroyed.
Nodding approvingly at my trail of thoughts, I could already imagine the members' surprise in finding their company's only office in ruins.
Before I could pat myself on the back for lightening up my own mood, the smell of a rotten fish hit my nasal and made me hesitate in my steps.
On one hand, I could meet William Macbeth again, on the other, Femt-freaking Femt-, the Sadistic King of Depravity was also in the restaurant.
Why why Why is he even in the same restaurant as William?
To say that I hated Femt with a passion is an understatement. I hate him to the core.
Our morals just don't match.
But William-
I shook my head and took in a huge gulp of air.
What were the chances that William and Femt was seated near each other?
Chances were that they were seated as far away from each other, and that Femt wouldn't be able to recognise me when I'm not wearing my mask-even if he could smell the distinct smell on his fellow clansmen.
Willing myself, I straightened my back and took a step into the main dining area of the restaurant-Oh, it's an opened rooftop.
Really, the chances of William and Femt sitting near each other was so minuscule why did I even bother calculating the percentage...
Dropping my jaws, the picture that awaited me on the rooftop was not what I had expected.
Nor did I want to accept the fact that my Arch-freakingFemt-enemy was sitting . . with William Macbeth.
Blinking, I tried to reason to myself that there was no way a random stranger in Hellsalem's Lot would know the leader of the Thirteen King, but my eyes proved me wrong.
And if I'm not wrong, both Femt and William had already caught sight of me and opening staring at me-as I did to them.
"Oh, if it isn't my Arch-enemy!"
I could feel a vein snapping as I furrowed my brow in anger.
That bastard actually dared to wave at me in glee.
.'.'.'.
End of chapter.
A/N: It's so hard to write Kekkai Sensen fanfiction since the timeline is so messed up. The time skips happen so randomly I don't even- DX
On a side note, I hope the story isn't proceeding too quickly for anyone. If it is, do inform me. I'l try my best to edit it :D
Although I have dropped a lot of bombs and timeskips here, it's still in episode 5 of the anime and I find myself having to re-watch the whole series for the nth time to remember who was at where at what time. I need a better memory D: