As soon as Luffy has finished his food, I told him that I will be training alone for awhile and having him beside me might be very risky for me. He was sad but he understood... I felt guilty but an idea popped up and I made the sentinel that was following Luffy take my form again. This will let him be less lonely at the least. And so, he left to go find his friend Ace.
"That's right… chase after him Luffy… Let him become your light as you will become to him. And if so that happens, then I can peacefully live with no regrets from the past." I hid my hands inside my long sleeves and then slowly walked out in the other direction to think and train. But of course, I am not training to become stronger… I am training to be more resilient. Becoming stronger is already a bad idea for someone like me.
"Which reminds me, I would really require another vessel to seal my powers. Though my physical capability is concerning, my magic is enough to frighten a full grown man. The bracelet given to me by my good friend and the pipe is no longer enough as I have received sprites that could destroy my body. It would be much appreciated if I grow up soon… but that's not how the world works. Dear me… I hope calcium can help me grow up into a fine man." I stopped in my walking and looked up at the man who was grinning at me from ear to ear.
"Why hello there Haruko, I'm quite surprised to see you here. Do you have any business in this island? I can't really help you much because I am not really familiar of the island." the man only laughed and then ruffled my hair harshly.
"Cha~os~! I came to meet you~! It's been two years so I decided to visit you personally. Even if they lied about you being a prince, no one can fool a stalker like me. Anyway, would you like to eat something? I have some things to give and tell you so being accompanied with food will be pleasant for our long talk." for a moment there, his expression changed into something that I was familiar of. Of course I have already expected this, he had received Claytonia's memories after all.
"That's foul play Haruko, you know the best I can't say no to such expressions." he laughed and then carried me on his arms without even warning me.
"I have to make sure that you won't reject me or else I'll have problems. Besides, I somehow mix everything up like every single memory I have is mine alone. Forgive me for that matter." I could only sigh and lean to his chest to get comfortable. Really, I think I'm getting used on being carried by people. It's quite comfortable and fun so I don't really complain much… unless it was that hyperactive red headed idiot that's swinging me around.
"So, how have you been Haruko? I'm quite certain that you are having difficulties on your body because your soul was almost removed." when we finally exited the mountain, a bizarre sight greeted me which made me frown. Haruko noticed it too, but refused to say a word. I understood… because no matter what we cannot change anything at all… what a harsh reality…
"…so this kind of system still exists… I knew nobility still exists but… I…" his hold on my tightened as if he can feel the same dread as I do.
"Yes. It's really sad but this is how the world goes… and always will…" he started running around while holding me in his arms. I think it is because he didn't want me to stay in this place for long. It didn't take long for us to arrive in a big gate where some guards inspected us then let us enter. Inside this gate was nothing like the outside. I was enraged, disgusted, all of the emotions were swirling within my chest but I stayed calm and collected.
"Would you like to eat Parfait? It's sweet and delicious." I'm not really in the mood of eating after what I have just seen, but looking at his nervous face can't make me utter a word of rejection.
"…okay…" those words came out like it was forced. I know he notices my mood but there was not much left to do but to get down to business. I hope we don't take this chattering too long… I don't really feel comfortable being in this place while knowing what's on the other side.
