(Attendances… plz…)
….
Subaru wanted to have some alone time with Emilia. Just the two of them. Her trip to Arlam Village to inspect the barrier was the perfect excuse, and him accompanying her there was the perfect opportunity.
He had even gone as far as mentally labeling it a date.
That optimistic thought was rapidly dying now. Gojo had just burst into the room right as they were checking on the unconscious girl, the one he and Ram had brought in earlier.
Emilia had wanted to check on the young assassin before leaving for the village. Subaru, on the other hand, had desperately wanted to hustle Emilia out the door before Gojo could show his face.
And guess what happened? Exactly what he thought would happen. It was honestly getting a bit like a manga; he was beginning to predict these miserable scenarios with terrifying accuracy.
But before Subaru could try to deny Gojo one more time, before he could try to convince Emilia that they should just go by themselves, the man surprisingly took back his unstated invitation.
"Actually, never mind. I have some things to do," Gojo announced. "And some magical things, too. I'll keep an eye on the kid. You guys go enjoy."
Subaru blinked, surprised by the sudden retreat. He didn't think too much of it, though. As long as the relationship points were going to him, he was perfectly fine leaving the strongest sorcerer behind.
He was certain Emilia would have happily accepted Gojo tagging along, given the look on her face.
Gojo, meanwhile, hadn't done it as a favor to Subaru. If his timing was correct, the girl on the bed would be waking up soon. If he wasn't sitting right beside her when she did, she would inevitably try to escape the mansion, run back to whatever underworld syndicate she belonged to, and devise a brand new plan to assassinate him later on. A plan that would result in an inevitable failure on her end, of course, but a hassle nonetheless.
He hadn't brought her all the way here just to let her walk out. It meant losing some valuable time he could have spent having fun with his student, but it seemed unavoidable.
"What happened?" Emilia asked, her head tilting in confusion. "Is something wrong?"
She didn't know why he had refused so suddenly. She had been happy at the prospect of Gojo coming with them, and his abrupt change of plans made her worry he was dealing with a problem.
Gojo just walked over to the bed where the girl was lying. He reached out and ruffled Emilia's hair like she was a little kid. "No. But someone has to be here for the kid. So enjoy your trip to Arlam Village. Even though you're going there to repair the barrier and see what's wrong, don't just work the whole time. Have fun on the way."
Emilia wasn't exactly used to being patted on the head. While she certainly didn't hate the gesture, she immediately protested. "What are you doing? I'm not a kid."
Gojo teased her with a grin. "Hmm, are you in your rebel phase now?"
Emilia blinked innocently. "What is that?"
She was just way too innocent. If someone tried to prank her, she would most likely believe the setup right away. Even though she looked like a teenager, her mind often felt no different from a nine or ten-year-old's.
Knowing exactly what that meant for her future, Gojo was somewhat glad he had decided to stay in this world and help her. She reminded him of Yuji, but younger and far less confident than his endlessly brimming student.
He didn't even know how she was going to handle this whole race for the throne. Wouldn't the political maneuvering be too difficult for her young mind? But then again, she was trying her absolute best, studying all kinds of books for any possible situation so she wouldn't let down her supporters or squander the opportunity given to her.
Gojo looked down at her, his smile widening just a fraction. "Nothing. It just means there is so much to teach you. Well, anyway, enjoy your trip and remember to have fun... and miss me along the way."
After checking on the unconscious girl one last time, Emilia left the room with Subaru to begin the trek to Arlam Village.
Left alone with the young assassin, Gojo grabbed a chair. He dragged it over to the window where the sunlight spilled through the glass and sat down.
He didn't have much to do for the time being. Or rather, he had too many things to think about. He didn't even know if there were more sisters of that seductive, bowel-hungry assassin out there.
The kid certainly didn't look much like her big sister. But there was no way for him to be sure how genetics worked here. For all he knew, in a world running on a fundamentally different power system than cursed energy, siblings not resembling their parents or each other could be the norm.
But she definitely hadn't hesitated about trying to kill him. Her willingness to kill him, her ability to control mabeasts, and the pet she brought along all matched the dark qualities of her big sister.
Maybe she would develop her older sister's gruesome tastes and style as she grew up.
He wasn't sure. But if he hadn't killed the sister, the chances of the kid ending up just like her were much higher. And in a medieval world like this, there was surely no such thing as a juvenile justice system. If he had handed her over to the knights and they threw her in jail, she would just rot in there. She would either have to murder the guards to escape, or, if she was active enough to be recognized in the outside world, she might even get a death sentence.
That latter option didn't hold much weight, though. If she was well known, Ram would have recognized her during the attack, and Roswaal during when he came back with her. Then again, an assassin's entire livelihood relied on remaining anonymous, so maybe she was simply well known in the deep underworld.
While other things on the hand like power systems, cursed energy was like a creepy, negative force. Mana, the energy of this world, was the exact opposite of that Negative Energy.
It was like cursed energy was the night, and mana was the day.
Naturally, they didn't mix well since they were so different, though positive energy existed back home as well which was the opposite of Negative Energy.
There was just so much to explore. Gojo wouldn't be getting bored in this world anytime soon.
His Six Eyes worked on mana, too. He could read and process the energy so efficiently for his Spells that he would likely never run out of mana, functioning exactly the same way he did with cursed energy.
Then there was the fact that he possessed a gate. He had never had one before; it was an organ exclusive to the biology of this world.
And of course, he had an affinity for all elements. In regards to being talented, he was just like he was back home. But if he had to single one out, his Yin affinity was far higher than the rest. Shadow and space. How fitting.
While juggling all these contemplations in his mind and trying to figure out how to tease Beatrice next, he suddenly moved his head to the side.
"And here I thought you wouldn't wake up for a few more hours," Gojo said while looking at the bedside. "How are you feeling? Heavy head, I bet."
"..."
The young assassin just stared at him in silence.
"Why are you looking at me like that? You didn't lose your memory, did you?"
….
A/N: phew…
&
you can join my discord server: https://discord.gg/5Y7uZ2kN2Y
Or in short just click in join via invite link in your discord and enter this code: 5Y7uZ2kN2Y