Tristan returned to the academy Thursday, after suffering Eria's short wrath, expressed with irritated growls. He had noticed that the students had stopped glaring, instead choosing to ignore him, he'd only reached the school entrance when he was stopped by the same girl who stopped him the day before. If he knew her name, he'd know it was Tsubaki Shinra, who asked the squire to follow her once again.
The same hallway, the same door, and the same girl was experienced once again.
"It seems that there was a misunderstanding concerning yesterday's events, Mr Fidel." She spoke, while receiving the forever blank stare of the squire.
"There was another person who molested a girl, and she said it was the same person who did it. We also know that you were not the violator, and on behalf of the student body, I...apologise for your treatment." She fell silent before amending, but it came out eventually.
"I know no one else will...and it isn't good to wrongfully accuse anyone of that sort of crime." She reasoned her apology. But after, let an interesting piece of information known, while her assistant was already informed.
"Rias told me what you are, a person from that mysterious land. I'm sure people would want to get their hands on you, make you talk about where it is...they're probably still angry about the sudden change in the old war." She then gestured her hand in a complaining manner. But Tristan was already closing the door behind him.
"You think the ancient legends are true? The land of lightning and fire isn't just a place made up by heaven?" Shinra asked.
"From what I've seen, if it's true and real...then that country definitely has the potential of power even greater than devils and the fallen ones. I just hope I never see those lightning spears again..." Sona whispered at the last part, confusing a queen.
"...either the devils nor the dark angels could afford a war with heaven, not with that power at their side..."
"So you got that cleared up, nice." The sleeper congratulated without any sort of enthusiasm at all. His partner of sorts hummed lowly and returned to the desk, with an intent to ignore the useless teachings of mathematics.
"Hey, you two in the back! Pay attention." the teacher said, truly his first week in the eastern lands was strange. One day the people hated your guts and existence, and the next they simply act like it never happened at all. He looked at the teacher, and he turned around back to the board, leaving Tristan time to become more hidden behind the girl one space ahead, meanwhile the sleeper seemed completely immune to teacher influence and continued to live his dream of laziness. There was something draining about school teachings, thankfully this was the last period before the day ended.
One tick, two ticks...just a few more. Nearly half the student body thought as they looked at a bland clock, or a little watch wrapped around an arm.
The electronic school bell had rung it's heavenly toll and students rushed towards home, fueled by the comfort of their own room. Including the squire, but his sleeper comrade appeared in a deep sleep, dead by sleep if that was possible. Most likely not. Once again his suitcase was retrieved and bought tonight's dinner for not just himself, but a very special wolf pup as well.
The trek towards the business district was short, conveniently centered around a park if anyone decided that vulnerability to birds overhead was an effective trade for a peaceful atmosphere. Though one did have to walk through the place to get to the wolf's favourite restaurant, and as the day became orange, he received the wolf's favorite 'eastern' food, a large white foam food container filled with potato chips and shreds of cooked meat drenched in a special sauce, a delicacy revered by both the few who tasted it, and a small western wolf. The lad bid goodbye to the big man and her daughter, who was in a smaller European themed restaurant, with room only to order and wait. The time to create an order was supremely short, there was a large slab of meat, skewered and spinning slowly near the back of their little space, Eria forgot proper etiquette when she first saw it, and started scratching at him when he walked away with the order.
"Goodbye! Please, come again." The daughter called, as the father was busy with an order, but the lad knew his feelings were expressed by his daughter, Tristan came many times a week, and was familiar with the big man's European accent, as well as his eagerness to serve him.
He had tried his hardest not to eat the order when he walked home, the little pup expected a full container, otherwise she would start acting out with soft bites and scratches. She was certainly a greedy one, perhaps that was why she was abandoned?
But he shouldn't be thinking that of a treasured ally, especially when she was faithful enough to remain with him.
As he entered the apartment building's gates, the head of the landowner's wife poked through a window, and her young brown hair flowed.
"Mr Fidel, I think you have a visitor!" She shouted. And he bowed from below, as it was common Japanese courtesy.
He was curious why someone would want to see him of all people.
He climbed the first set of stairs, the second and then stopped on his floor, to see a girl he'd never seen before in front of his door, now looking at him and calling a question.
"Are you...erh" She looked at a piece of paper in her hands " Tri-stan?" she managed, though with some trouble. The squire nodded a yes, causing her to cram the sheet in a pocket and smile.
"Then greetings from Heaven, Lordran go-er! I'm the one meeting up with you, I just came to introduce myself." She then posed confidentally, with her hand on her chest.
"I, am the angel Irina Shidou, and am really excited to meet you." She placed emphasis on 'really'.
"I've never met a person from your kingdom before! Though I've seen the silver knights in heaven patrolling around, other than that, I really don't know anything about Lordran!" She said excitedly. He remained silent for a while.
"Oh no! are you unable to talk!?" She was worried and wide-eyed. Until he relieved her.
"I prefer not to speak, I don't like people that much." His deep voice came, and the angel was relieved to hear that she could be the first of her friends to learn about a powerful, if mysterious kingdom.
"Could you please hold this? I need to open the door after all..." Irina accepted an aromatic foam container, and peeked inside as the squire took a key from an opened suitcase.
"And please, don't eat any." He asked. The door was now open, revealing an expectant wolf pup to a cute-sied angel girl, who believed Eria was a small domestic dog.
"Daaw, so cuuuuute!" She reached to hold it, and the pup growled and entered a feral stance, on all fours.
"She, also doesn't like people." He informed, causing her to frown and back away from the wolf, who was now sitting, looking at the girl's hands, or rather what it is that she held.
"Anyway, I'm gonna go, but I live at this place here, if you need me, and I know where I can find you if i need help. Isn't that what we're here for after all?" She said as she handed the foam container into a free hand of his, along with a small scrap of lined paper. The squire hummed before saying a final farewell.
"I will be sure to use this, when I need to." He looked at the paper, at an address and a phone number. He knew how to use them.
"Goodbyee-e-e-e puppy!" She cooed to the wolf, who ignored the girl for the offering in Tristan's hand, opposite of a suitcase.
When they had sat to eat dinner, the wolf snarled whenever his hands came close to the container. As if she had claimed ownership to it.
'Back off human! It's all mine.' The little wolf then stood on the table easily to consume all she desired. Leaving a sighing squire to slump in a seat at her typical antics. Even though it was a problem sometimes, she has quite the personality.
A wolf will not worship a human as it's lord, not in any circumstance.