The traveler and Han were sitting by the fire. A strange little animal was smoking above him.
[ This girl hasn't said a word since we met.
She didn't try to ask me anything. I have a suspicion that she is mute.
Although it may just be unsociability. It's a sin for me to complain about her attitude. She didn't send him away. ]
Han's stomach rumbled. He was looking forward to dinner. Occasionally, the image of Moyi and the Scarfkin flashed through my head. These girls fell far, far away from here. Are they alive or dead? Han shivered in the cold.
"Oh, I forgot to thank you!" Mangaka turned his attention to his companion. She shuddered slightly in surprise.
"Thank you! I could have turned into a pancake if I had fallen there.
You know, too many dangerous situations have happened to me in recent days. But I'm here, I'm alive… I wonder how long my luck will last."
Han kept talking. The traveler looked at mangaka as if he was some kind of freak.
"But, let's hope, I will be able to live a little longer. Most likely, you don't understand a damn thing, so let it… Well, let it be! I don't want to be alone with myself…
Have people ever died for your reason?"
The wind blew on the fire. The flame went out.
The traveler jumped up with her sword raised. Han was afraid to move. Because of the extinguished fire, the guy felt blind.
[ Damn it! Damn the wind. It's so cold. ]
"Ahk!" A girl's wheeze was heard. Metal rang in the darkness. As soon as Han got used to the darkness, he saw the traveler. Something was leaking from her severed hand.
[ What the fuck just happened? ]
The traveler took Han by the scruff of the neck and ran. The wind howled at their backs. Branches were breaking under something big. Mangaka looked at the moon. The moon disappeared, as if covered by a huge palm.
[ If only it turned out to be an ordinary cloud. ]
The traveler was breathing convulsively. Han was worried that they would crash into a tree or fall into a cliff. But apparently, she could see perfectly well in the dark.
The girl stopped when the wind calmed down. [ Wow, the moon has reappeared. Ha-ha! ]
"You know, you are a very kind person! I don't know what I would do." Han looked at the girl's face. Two tiny flashlights were flickering: Red and Purple. The guy froze. The flashlights blinked. The traveler's pupils narrowed.
Silence fell in the forest.
Han held up his hand. The girl suddenly hissed. The guy pointed to the girl's wound. "Are you in pain? Let I'll tie up hand, or you'll bleed out." Han was already getting a little used to the dark. He found a cleaner place on the kimono and tore off a piece.
The guy wanted to tie the girl's hand. But the blood stopped flowing long ago. Han smiled bitterly. "Let me guess, regeneration? Are you some kind of werewolf or vampire? Pretty cool! You know, being an ordinary person sucks.
One small scratch heals for a week.
And cutting off the hand can lead to bleeding. Bleeding can lead to death.
I'm not talking about defective sensory devices... um?" Han was confused, "I just called my senses somehow strange."
The traveler stared at Han in bewilderment. She took off the hood completely. There were spherical tumors above the red crystal eye. The girl watched Han's reaction with expectation.
"That's it..." Mangaka wanted to turn away. Even in the semi-darkness, this defect caused vomiting. He has never seen such disgusting things on the Internet, which is amazing.
[ Han, control yourself! Don't turn away, look into the eyes. Focus on her glowing eyes. ]
Mangaka looked into the girl's multicolored eyes. The guy cleared his throat and smiled.
"You have Miss beautiful eyes."