Chapter 2: 'Sister'

"I'm sorry to pry to your private life but would you please give me your name young lady?" Jirou asked the woman in front of him politely.

The woman smiled at him, "I'll be glad to Silver Blade." And she saw him smile, "Many address me as 'The Historian' but my birth name is Ayame Mochizuki which I rarely use nowadays."

"Ayame!!!" Jirou was surprised that he was right. "I-it's impossible..." He gasped.

"Onii-chan!" The woman, who introduced herself as Ayame, greeted him.

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Mimiko saw Jirou was hugged by an unfamiliar woman. "Uhhh.."

Kotarou saw Mimiko's reactions and wondered why was she surprised, "Mimiko-chan, what's wrong?"

Mimiko was still astounded, "L-look." Mimiko pointed them.

Kotarou followed the direction Mimiko's was pointing and was more suprised when he saw the scene, "Uhh? He's hugging a woman! Onii-chan is hugging a woman!!!"

"Obviously Kotarou."

"But, who is her?" Kotarou asked Mimiko.

Mimiko's brows curled, "I don't either."

"I'll ask him personally." Kotarou said and started to walk.

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Jirou and the unfamiliar woman pulled away from the hug when Kotarou reached them.

"Kotarou." Jirou blurted with surprise tone. He didn't know what Kotarou was thinking when he saw him hugging a woman.

"Your son?" The woman asked.

"Onii-chan, who is she? Why are you hugging her?" Kotarou asked with his cute and curious voice.

Jirou smiled at him, "He's a sister whom I haven't seen for a very long time."

"A sister?" Kotarou wondered while looking at the woman. He described her in his mind. A woman with black long wavy hair, sharp eyes, sophisticated and strict face, not very tall, and she was carrying a black bag pack behind her. She possessed some traits Jirou have, he thought.

"Kotarou, are you alright?" Jirou asked him since he became silent for a minute which was a bit strange in his case.

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"Your sister?" Mimiko blurted while serving the hot chicken curry on the dining table. Jirou, Kotarou and the woman were already sitting comfortably on the chairs.

"Yes, she's my younger sister." Jirou announced with glee.

"I'm Ayame Mochizuki. I'm a very busy person and loves learning and cultivating culture so I rarely stay on one place in 5 months." The woman introduced herself.

"So can I call you Onee-chan?" Kotarou asked.

Ayame smiled, "Of course Koutarou-kun!"

Kotarou chuckled.

"Since you are Jirou's sister, you're also an old black blood, right?" Mimiko asked while sitting on the chair beside Ayame.

"No, I'm not an old blood yet. This is still my 99th year." Ayame replied. Vampires who reached their 100th year are address as old blood.

"ITADAKIMASU!!!" The four of them yelled before they started eating.

"You're a good cook Katsuragi-san!" Ayame commented after she chewed the food on her mouth.

Mimiko blushed a bit, "Thanks Ayame-san but you can call me Mimiko."

"Okay Mimiko-san." She replied.

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"Who made you a vampire?" Jirou asked seriously. Ayame just gave him a smile. The rustling leaves due to the wind on the rooftop make their conversation more private. No one hears them except the both of them.

"A friend." Ayame answered.

"What's your bloodline?" He asked again.

"Unknown." She answered, "But don't worry. I'm assuring you I'm not a Kowloon Child. It's just that before that friend could tell me his bloodline, he was killed."

"You're careless. If you wanted to become a vampire, you should have asked me to turn you." Jirou told her.

Ayame looked at him seriously now. "Shut up! You were too busy protecting that sage to care about me or our family. You left us with our jaws on the floor when you told us you were already a vampire and given a sacred task to protect a powerful sage."

Jirou was surprised with her answer. He forgot how ill-tempered she was which reminded him of many memories.

"I wanted to kill you when mother was on her deathbed 3 years after you left. But where are you? You were somewhere protecting the life of a vampire. I lost my family the day mother died. Luckily, an organization adopted me. They took care of me and on that place, I met a lover and he turned me to a vampire with my consent." Ayame said.

"I'm sorry." Jirou apologized. "Why did you let him turn you?"

"Because I want to make revenge to you." Ayame said with hatred on her voice.

Jirou closed his eyes, "Yeah, you should be the one to take my life but I'm pleading you to wait for a longer time. I would give to you my life on the right time."

Then she laughed. "Hahaha." Tears were on her eyes, "I was just joking Onii-chan! I wouldn't kill you! I had forgiven you since the day I became a vampire myself."

"What? So..."

"Onii-chan, the one who made me a vampire was my fiancИ and he gave me the freedom to live a very long life just to attain my dream to become the historian who will know everything on the history. He understood me and made me understood your case as well. He was a very wise man but was killed by a concealed opponent before he could tell me the bloodline I had and accepted and the background of it."

Jirou's eyes widened, "You never knew who killed him?"

"Yeah." The tears of joy that rolled on her cheeks that resulted from the laughing were replaced with more sad tears as she discussed her past to her brother. "He told me not to chase that killer anymore."

And silence came.

"Please don't tell Kotarou about the fact that we were not born as vampires. He thought he really is our brother." Jirou told her.

"Sure."

"By the way, since you are already a historian, what are you doing in Special Zone?" Jirou asked.

"I'm here because of a well-respected vampire named Zelman Clock." She answered him.

He was surprised, "Why?"

She smiled at him, "I was intrigued by his background. By the way, my organization wanted to get involve with the Special Zone so that's my main mission here, Zelman Clock would be secondary." She explained before disappearing in front of him.

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-End of Chapter-