My ever apparent migraine was fading, and my sights were settling down, not completely normal yet, but were still improving. The obscure figure from before was squatting in a corner, tending the crackling fire. The building, more like a shack, was poorly constructed, allowing several cracks to let in the cold winter air. I shivered as I wrapped the blanket I was clutching tighter around my shoulders.
"Awake?"
I turned towards the voice. This new man was smiling, a comforting smile, much unlike that of my Master's. He was leaning on a cane, and was wearing a bright blue tunic that complimented his mop of blue hair. I stared at it, the tunic, for a while before realization fell upon me,
"You're…in the army."
He laughed a bit, "Yes, but luckily there haven't been any conflicts lately."
"Good."
"Here," He pushed a bowl of warm soup towards me, "eat it."
"I'm not sick," I tapped my temple, "just a bit hurt."
"Well, it's the only food we have so, you better eat it."
I reluctantly took the bowl, slowly sipping at its contents, only then remembering the dull pain in my stomach. It was relieved almost immediately, and I left my bowl completely dry. Suddenly, I tightened as I heard a few thuds on the door.
"Kaito?"
Kaito, I guess, answered the door. I girl with long teal pigtail stepped in wearing a similarly colored dress. She turned towards me, then to Kaito, "Who's this?"
I replied, "Who are you?"
"A rightful question to ask, I guess." She offered me her hand, like Len, "I'm Miku! Miku Hatsune!" She tilted her head to one side, "Pleased to meet you!"
I was getting to like these people more and more, "Oliver…well that's the name, Master gave me."
"Master?"
Kaito interrupted, "Gakupo…" his expression hardened as he bowed his head towards the ground, "is now in prison."
Judging by his expression, I decided that avoiding the topic would be the best path to follow. Miku sensed that too,
"I brought bread!"
Kaito embraced the teal-haired girl and accepted the bread, "Thanks! You made it, I presume?"
"Why yes, yes I did."
"Well then, it wouldn't be gentlemanly of me to accept a lady's gift without giving her something else in return." He offered his arm, "Shall we?"
The two walked out of the door. After a few minutes I heard a yell, "Oliver! We'll be back in a few!"
I smiled. I like this place.
