"so? why don't we try to use one of Mei's latest? although... you can't feel pain, it's still a great invention of hers! helped by Theia of course"
Ingrid's going through his stuff... the bag's inside looks larger than it looks...
what big bro is talking about is the virtual reality world created by both aunt Mei and aunt Theia back then, they use this as a way to kill time...
"I... haven't seen anything like this back at our world..."
"well, that's to be expected, we haven't finalized this back at our world and since Mei is here, she completed this project in the 8 or so months"
I see... I didn't know such a thing was created... rather... how does this work?
"ahh... we'll continue this once we take a look around the around..."
sis Arie just finished her bathing... then it's my turn...
"oh? Osiria, do be careful alright? the floor is quite slippery when wet, unlike our world..."
"alright... I'll be careful"
weird... our bathroom back at our world soaks water... I wonder if they prefer this floor rather than that kind of floor?
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"phew... that was a great shower. anything on your mind Ingrid?"
"nothing in particular... say Arie, mind taking Osiria for a walk? I have nothing to talk about when it comes to Osiria"
"really now? that's... honestly not surprising... you weren't that social in the first place... neither am I so I'm in the same boat as you... I can only talk about stories like Rin but nothing else..."
we don't really have any Idea on taking care of Osiria... and I'm even more scared about miss Liliya lecturing us about it...
[note: it doesn't really matter who is talking here, both Ingrid and Arie are the same people with different bodies/aka twins]
"well? why don't we leave it to her then? the best thing to do right now is to leave everything she wants to do tomorrow this time."
hmm... if only both of us didn't fail in that mission... don't get us wrong, we love Osiria as our little sister but when it comes to her, we have nothing to either talk about or entertain her
"I'll be drying my hair in the balcony. Ingrid, mind cooking up some tea? hot chocolate too for Osiria if possible"
"are you a fool? I understand tea but giving her hot chocolate before sleeping is foolish"
"then what do you propose we give her!? it's just too much if we don't give her something to drink!"
"I can make tea appropriate just for her, you don't need to lecture me about it"
"then you're clearly not thinking wisely here! why would you give a child tea!? even if she can drink it, it would be too early for her!"
the bathroom door opens and Osiria's head pops outside
"I... can take milk... no need for tea or chocolate... I don't like tea too..."
the door closes...
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"I guess that's given... I didn't think she'd want milk..."
"same... but she is a growing child... guess we didn't take that into account"
we still have something to grow... especially babysitting her at our best...
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sunrise strikes the illusionary sky and I have stepped out of the Inn... it feels... refreshing, to say the least...
"the air's getting stuffy... I need to fix my respirator, what about you Mei?"
"nothing's noteworthy, what about you Osiria?"
"... big bro... big sis... I know both of you aren't comfortable but... please bear with it okay?"
they both nod...
"I'll go fix my respirator for a sec, don't want another incident to ever happen again right?"
big bro returns back to the Inn with a small diamond crystal in his hand
"incident?... what happened?"
what kind of incident happened to big bro?...
"did we not talk about it? well, I'll explain it to you when we sit down, why don't we have a little shopping spree while we're here?"
but... what about the thing that big bro said last night...
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"did you have fun Osiria? you didn't get hurt right?"
"I'm fine... but... I was wondering about you two... why do you two always wear masks?"
"ahh... that... erm... ahh... let's not talk about that okay? it's kind of a touchy subject"
is that so... then...
"ahh! please don't feel bad about it! although I feel uncomfortable about it... I don't want to talk about why I wear a mask but I can talk about Ingrid's, his is understandable anyway"
big sis explained everything clearly and rather detailed...
big bro wears a mask because he can't breathe air like we do, with the inhaler that forcingly injecting the air that gets sucked in by normal breathing, he can breathe it normally... then how does he repair it?
"ahh... that... well, let's just say that he repairs it while he wears it, it's much easier to say that rather than a really complicated story"
is what big sis says but... I feel like there's another reason...
"ahh! mind if I get something to drink for us? although I can't drink, it would be nice for you to refresh right!? hold on, I'll get something for you"
she's gone... they left me here all alone... do they hate me?... no... I don't want that...
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huh?... there's a man with a mask... it's like what actors use...
"no... I don't understand you... please leave..."
I know he won't understand I could still somehow make it out... what if I...
"N-no need to scream!... sorry, I didn't know that you were a citizen of Laplace"
he understands me!? he knows our language...
"I'm not here for anything, I'm also a citizen of Laplace... former... I'm one of the dead from the previous war and somehow found myself here, well then? I told my story, what about you? isn't that proper etiquette?"
"you just did that on your own accord... I'm Osiria Rosa... daughter of both Liliya and Naoya... adopted... I... don't know how to fight... I can only give buffs to my parents when they're around..."
"ahh... the heroes of the fallen race... wanna hear a story? I've been a fallen for 200 years and heard countless of stories about them, so? do you want?"
I nod my head and he began to stand and walk, I also walked around beside him to listen to his stories...
=long time ago, there was a girl famous of her dancing petals. with beautiful movement and strong will, he can capture her targets with a single slash, with her rival, the bloody grim reaper, known for using the most devilish of weapons by using his own blood, creating a battlefield with corpses and bones. when combined, the two known as the devils of the Fallen were infamous throughout the whole world. if seen in the battlefield, you'll be meeting with your death without question. but, there was a person that was known to rival the two of them, with a missing left arm that he hides in his tattered clothing and a sword made of diamond and Ethereal Obsidian, he can break the bloody sword and pierce through the petals with relative ease. no one has ever seen them fight without dying but there was a theory that the hero that can rival the demons, he won a battle against the girl with the dancing petals but lost to the man afterward. no one knows if he lived or not but people of the Human country has called him as the "hope of humanity" and has prayed for his return=
"well, that's just one of the short stories I ingrained in my mind for quite some time. if you want, I can tell you some more but... let's leave it here for now, I currently have something urgent to do. why don't we meet again sometimes?"
he leaves with his arms waving... who is that guy... wait! I don't know his name...
"Osiria!? Osiria! there you are! why did you leave? I was so worried!"
ahh... I forgot sis was...
"I'm sorry... I saw a man talking in our language so I was curious..."
"ahh... probably just a soldier from one of your parents'... best to forget about it, you'll meet them again when we get back. here, you like chocolate right?"
chocoloate-~
"haha, that's my girl, anyway, let's head back to where we were, I found an area where we can have fun so why don't we go there? your big bro's waiting over there so best to not make him wait right?"
"chocolate~"
"haha... you love sweet things huh... don't know why you turned down Ingrid's offer last night... milk?"
to be honest... I wanted hot chocolate but mommy doesn't want me to drink it when it's night time..."