"I'll call you by your na!" her cheeks puffed up as she said it out loud.
"No, you won't."
"I will!"
I shook my head, her expression growing more irritated as I denied her request.
"Tell. . Your. Na!" She held by my shoulders and spoke while staring directly into my eyes.
I shook my head again, or I should say that I was going to shake my head, before she held my head with both of her hands and forced to look at her.
I knew what she was trying to do here; it was an old-fashioned trick. To try and make nervous by closing the distance between us, in doing so she hoped that I'll trail off, and my concentration will break, then she can make use of it to make agree with her. In short, she was making full use of her being a girl and the fact that she was completely naked right now.
She stared at , a sly little smile surfacing on her face.
Unfortunately for her, these petty tricks weren't going to work on . My expression remained rigid, it wasn't a blank face, but I wasn't smiling or panicking either. It was just… I don't know, normal you can say. Due to the practice in both my forr life and this one, I'd gained perfect control over my expressions.
I can smile when I want to, I can cry, I can remain stoical when I want to, and I remain as expressionless as a wall too, if that's what I want. This, however, doesn't exactly an that I'm feeling the sa way. I can be panicking badly from the inside, but I'll seem calm on my face.
But here at this mont, I was calm from the inside too; there wasn't anything to throw into a panic. Maybe by this ti, she understood this too because she put her hands off and leaned back with a disappointed sigh.
"So it's no use, huh…" she murmured to herself. But she was loud enough for to hear, so I replied with a "Yup".
"Why did I want your na so badly, anyway?" she asked, but it was more like she was thinking to herself.
'It's kicking in sooner than I expected.' This was bound to happen sooner or later. After all, she wanted to know my na because she still rembered so pieces of her mories of the future. But as she'd said herself, they were fading. So it was only natural that those pieces will fade away too, and she will forget about it.
"You can call anything you want," I suggested. I an, I can't have her call by my pronouns only.
"Hmmm," she put a finger on her lips and thought for a while before she opened her mouth. "You're my owner both formally and literally, so I'll address you as master."
Ah, well…fuck. There we go.
"Can't you settle on anything else?" I appealed.
"This, or your na," she implied.
I let out an exhausted sigh, this was so bad to my ears that I might die from the cringe. But after giving it a thought, it was probably better than having her fall in love with .
"Fine. Call whatever you want," I replied. And for just a mont I saw a wide grin of amusent spread on her face.
"Should we get out of here now?" I suggested, and suddenly the air darkened.
She gave a serious expression, and then I realized I haven't asked for her na and was addressing her by her pronouns, exactly what I didn't want to happen to . And if you are gonna say I should call her Requiem, then let tell you that Requiem is the sword's na.
She is not the sword, she can transform, but the sword and the girl before are two different things, bound together due to a curse. But this was not the right ti for it, I'll get into that story later. We had more serious trouble on our hands.
"You do know that you can't go back the way you ca from, right?" she queried, trying to know that we were on the sa track; I nodded.
"This labyrinth was built to seal , and the ones who sealed didn't want anybody to take out. The floors to enter the labyrinth were not that hard because the way out makes up for it…" she looked at , and I had a curious expression.
"It was defined this way because even if soone were to unseal , I will again get sealed if I don't get out of the labyrinth in the next thirty minutes. It would've been an even shorter period, but that was the minimum ti the spell takes to reload."
They sure wanted to keep her in at all costs, and I'd have to say this was new to . I knew about what we had to face to get out, but her backstory was never really described in the novel.
"We've got to fight sothing to get out, right? Sothing insanely strong," I said, she looked at with disbelief. "Just a guess," it was not.
"You're right about that, and that sothing is stronger than you can imagine," she replied.
"Well, it's not like we have any other way, let's go," I brushed off the air.
"You sure?" she implored, I gave her a nod. "Let's go then," she said and turned around. Her eyes focused on the crystal in which the sword was stuck a few monts ago.
She held out her hand in the air and the sa sword that I'd taken—the one with a dark, ocean-blue blade, materialized in her hands as she gripped its hilt.
"You can use it too?" I already knew that, but no pain in asking again. "Of course," she claid. "It was my sword, to begin with."
Well, that was so news.
She pointed the tip of the blade down at the crystal and snuck the blade back into the gap from where I'd pulled it out. After that, she twisted it. The crystal cracked then broke, revealing a slot where she'd put the sword. She twisted it one more ti, nothing happened for a while, but then the ground shook intensely.
The wall that was at a distance in front of us, split apart and opened into two compartnts, leaving a large gaping in between. It was like a door had opened, and I think it was a door.
However, looking inside the gaping, I wasn't able to see anything. It was dark, plain dark, pitch black; nothing was visible.
"Let's go," she said as she casually pulled out the sword, it vanished in the air afterward. "Just to be clear, I won't be fighting for you. The sword is now yours to use, and my job is only to assist you," she announced as she stopped levitating and ca to the ground.
I walked beside and we both started wandering off in the gate's direction. The wall was at a distance of around twenty ters away, so it was probably gonna take a while, and that ti was filled with awkward silence.
"You know," I begin, she looked at with innocent eyes. "It would be nice if you made yourself a set of clothes. I know you can."
I an, she was completely naked. I didn't have any problem in particular, but it just felt weird to the eye…a naked woman fighting a beast.
She giggled at evilly, "Soone's getting uncomfortable, huh?" Teasingly, she snuck near and glued herself to my right arm. Another cheap trick. Leon would have blushed badly, had a nosebleed, and had his face red like a tomato.
"It's not like that. It feels weird, that's all."
Disappointed, all the bloom on her face faded; probably because she didn't get the reaction she was expecting. She moved to the side and sighed. A black shadow ford around her before it morphed into a pair of clothes on her body.
It was nothing fancy. A black loose t-shirt, trousers, and gloves without fingers in them.
"That's better," I complinted, but she didn't reply.
We reached close to the gate, hesitated for a mont, looked at each other, and then entered the darkness together.
Unsurprisingly, the interior was nothing like what it looked from the outside. Sure it was dark, but it was dim at max. I was able to see my surroundings, however, I wasn't able to see any walls, ceilings, or floors. Probably because there weren't any.
"Are we in a different dinsion?" I appealed, casually.
"Of course, we are; the whole labyrinth is made in another dinsion. Did you think that soone could dig this deep into the earth? I an, this is even a smaller one, but there are ones with a thousand floors, they are bound to be built in a different dinsion," she explained, but I felt it was more like mockery.
But our talking ca to a halt when we heard a loud, flapping of wings. I knew in an instant…this was our enemy.
It was a klauth.
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