But for so reason, at this mont, Fisher didn’t notice it, instead, he deeply looked at her, a little bashful and embarrassed.
"Then... it’s settled. After Rafael wakes up, Fisher, you should go to the coastal defense line for a look. I’ve already instructed them to entertain that friend... I’ll be off first..."
Moli smiled and pursed her lips. She first glanced through the door one last ti at Rafael, who was lying on the bed asleep with her back to her, then she looked at Fisher. She carefully reached out her hand, originally intended to touch his muscles, but shyly changed direction midway and ended up touching Fisher’s hand.
She held it for several seconds, as if she were absorbing so energy hidden in his hand, before finally letting go.
"You take care of yourself too, Moli."
"Mm, I will."
Moli smiled and nodded, then she released Fisher’s hand, turned silently, and quietly left without making any noise.
Fisher watched her figure disappear at the end of the corridor before finally closing the door and sealing the space inside the room once again.
Looking back, with the sound of the door closing and Moli’s departure, Rafael on the bed still retained her sleeping posture, facing away from Fisher, motionless.
Fisher raised an eyebrow, thinking she might be angry because of the sowhat inappropriate and ambiguous words of Moli at the end, he instinctively tried to coax her,
"Rafael..."
But in the next mont, Rafael naturally sat up, brushing away so of the ssy red hair from her forehead and tucking it behind her pointed ear.
She turned around, her green eyes reflecting Fisher’s image, with a aning Fisher couldn’t decipher, knowing she wasn’t angry about what Moli had said earlier.
She opened her mouth slightly, then turned her head away, picking up the clothes scattered under the bed one by one, and casually asked,
"Who is this Kado friend of yours, was it the City Lord we t on the South Continent? Your junior?"
She didn’t ntion anything about the earlier incident, including Moli’s arrival, including the caring words Moli had said, and the notably ambiguous words Moli had said to Fisher, she just suddenly brought up the main topic.
Seeing a couple of things that were too far for herself to reach, Fisher helped to pick them up and handed them to her, replying,
"No, you don’t know him. The one you ntioned is Keken, who should be in Nali now. I haven’t seen him for a long ti, and I still owe him many favors..."
"Is this Kado person special, why do you say he’s so important to our war?"
"...Because he has so connection with the Demon Dynasty where the demons live, he can help defeat Barbatos."
"I see..."
Rafael first put on her underwear, then used her tail to pick up the shirt, tossing it to her hands to put on piece by piece. Her face was covered by her clothes, making it hard for Fisher to see her expression while changing, only seeing her expression return to normal and unchanging as she neatly got down from the bed in her attire.
Only, her eyes fleetingly glanced at the tightly closed door, seeming not to look at the door itself, but at sothing else.
Then she stretched with a forceful yawn, picked up the armor beside her, and smiled at Fisher,
"Hmm, I’m pretty much recovered, I should get busy too... you hold down the fort at ho, darling~"
Clearly, it was just a playful remark, like what a husband would say to a wife seeing him off before going out, but when she said "darling," Helair’s smiling face suddenly dominated Fisher’s mind, like a brand forcing him to recall her.
Taking a mont to respond to Rafael’s words, he then said,
"...Okay, when do you plan to depart with your troops, Shunda?"
"In the next few days, Barbatos’ troops are already making their way to the Southern Branch Mountain Range, I need to prepare in advance... The local affairs will be left to the Clan Leader of the Bat Race, and Moli will be going on the expedition with ."
She had already reached the door by this point, and before finishing her words, she glanced again at the tightly closed door, suddenly continuing,
"I’ll personally talk to her about my arrangents... I’m off now, Fisher."
The door opened and closed again, leaving Fisher alone in the room.
Rafael ca and went, Moli ca later and left first, two won who were originally as close as sisters but had a rift created by him, had been in a cold war for so long, and it seed that this morning had a subtle connection reford.
Fisher couldn’t quite say for sure, after all, matters of the heart are highly subjective, and many thoughts and reflections exist within monts of silence.
But for so reason, looking at the door that was closed again from Rafael’s departure, a slow but genuine smile ford on his face.
Hmm, it seems the second stage of the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual’s multi-racial linkage study has a sliver of hope?
Just a little bit, he hasn’t escaped the conflict between the two, but at least he saw a glimr of hope.
"Knock knock knock..."
The next mont, the door was suddenly knocked on again, continuing the ambiguous and obscure emotional whirlpool within the room.
Fisher blinked slightly surprised, looked towards the door, and spoke softly,
"Who?"
"...It’s your dad, the great Sir Emhart!"
"..."
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