Kamui's POV

I breathed deeply, attempting to take in what happened. Thoughts began to attack the mind, questions of myself and who I recently spoke to. Thinking up everything at once began to pain my head, pounding in sync with my heartbeat. I blinked and stopped my thought process for a second to try taking it in once more. The presence of my own living space put my head aching to an end. Letting myself rest for only a mere second allowed me to sort out my questions:

Why was he spitting words against me? What exactly have I done for him to do that? It is possible that he began to do so out of anger from me firing him. I do believe that to be an idiotic excuse to begin yet more rebellious speeches towards me. Unless, I have done actions beyond that. However, if I did, I have clearly missed them. He tried to get the point across that I am a "demon."

Am I really a person of evildoing? I gazed upon my reflection. My eyes shone a light tint of pink from the tears I witnessed, my locks bearing a darker shade of blonde than on average, and everything in between seemed typical.

It is impossible that what he called me claims true. What I have done so far in terms of the conflict between Hoshido and Nohr is purely positive. Also, why would the Yato choose me if I was unrighteous? There is absolutely no evidence on his suit that shows it. I feel confident at that.

Wait, what about outside of battle? Have I influenced my fellow soldiers to do wrong? Not at all. It was only yesterday I was telling Kaze of how a good person he is. It seemed to boost his very own self-esteem. I have recently also helped my sister Sakura how to speak to other people, but I am unsure of whether that worked out or not.

It is all settled. Jakob is creating excuses. For what is something that remains unclear. Was he just using a tactic to get his job back? To prove I was useless? Maybe, but he has also done a few good deeds just as predicted a while back.

If he still thinks I am a beast, then I will show him otherwise! To fix this is to accept the tea he offered just a little bit ago. That way, he will see the purity of my soul, who I really am! Not a figment of his idiotic imagination, the one that claimed me a faceless! Or at least, a creature to nearly resemble one.

I ignored my appearance and stepped out the door, not thinking once what was to come.

Leaving my room, I saw an ex-butler sit by the same chair he was earlier. His head laid on the table, arms crossed under it. By the looks of it, he was crying. Tea was spilt all over on the ground, and harsh winds lie. The rest of the fortress beyond seemed to be bustling with conversation, as it was dinner hour. The livelihood of the mess hall seemed tempting, but I had to go with my original plan.

"Jakob?" I called.

"Go away, you bloody hater," Jakob replied with anger.

As much as I was angry towards him, I tried to emotionally support Jakob. "Look, it is o-"

"NO, IT IS NOT!" He interrupted with a yell. "I DO NOT EVEN DESERVE TO LIVE!"

"Yes you do but not—"My patience is nearly gone.

"NOT WHAT!? For crying out loud Kamui, I am tired! Tired of trying to be nice when all your behavior is the opposite!" He continued to talk as his head was down.

"What do you mean?" Finally, I can finish a sentence.

"Even the little things slip by you! Have you not noticed?" His sobbing intensified.

Things began to come back to me. Much has gone on lately, and he has done a lot for me in the past that I haven't realized. All he wanted to do in the first place was to return to his past lifestyle. Then, flashbacks of the good old Nohrian days aroused. With all the stress that I have carried, I can see himself in me.

"Do you wish to talk about it, Jakob?"

His head lifted. His eyes were shot red. His hair has no change however. "I need to make tea first! Then, the conversation shall start."

"Alright, go on." I ushered him to leave to create more herbal drink.

Was this truly the correct choice? Whatever he tells me, will it be sincere? Will he lie? Will it be more excuses much like before? Only a few more minutes…

He returns with what I could call the best tasting tea around. It was hot, but not scolding. Perfect to a tee. The conversation begun casually. How did the mood change so rapidly?

"Sorry for the long wait," It just seemed like he was ignoring what happened earlier.

"Not a problem," I took a hesitant sip, wondering what phrases he would throw at me next.

"I wanted to talk about my 'rebellious action' that took place a week ago."

"M-hm. What about it?" I grew skeptical.

"The reason why I denied my action was…because of…" Great, he begins to mock my hesitancy. I think?

He continued. "I was extremely stressed. There were loads of customers on that faithful day."

"You never had that problem before. What makes this differ from the other days?"

"What really happened was you ran me over with work, a new task of yours."

"Ugh! Are you accusing me of such rubbish? You were being rude by denying!"

"In my defense, I interrupted my services to check out the puppets, then came back!"

"You disobeyed me!"

"Can you not LET THAT GO!?" He began to yell louder.

"NO!" I breathed. "No. I can't. You were acting differently. You are not the same person I once met," The intensity was cooling off a tad.

"Well, you are not either, and I've complained of it!" He began to walk away. "To the WHOLE army!"

Could I actually believe him? It remained that he prefers the usage of lies rather than the real story. Was there really a reason he did such?

I find myself lucky I did not commence a physical fight with him. Though, I grew very tense. Therefore, the possibility is not out of reach.

With some effort, I got up, abandoned the beverage, and decided to seek for an activity more significant.

*Jakob and Kamui attained support level B*

This is the last chapter I will write before school begins for me. With that in mind, typing up chapters may slow down drastically. I am not quite sure yet, but it is a warning. And, thank you for reading.