The tent flap opened; Jotou pushed the professor out. Two of the Hartamat soldiers who were approaching the rogue battalion's tents and equipment paused.
"Would you like us to take him off your hands Thundering Blade?" one of them asked.
"Please."
"HYack!" Jotou pushed the professor forward into the soldier's grasp. Both the soldiers nodded, taking him away with his arms behind his back.
The four of them stood, surveying their surroundings, except a brunette who twisted the handle of the dagger in her hand—examining it with a grin.
"You better hide that thing properly," Jotou leered.
"I'll just keep it in my pocket. It's not like the defence force even knows this exists," Fumeko stored it in her right pocket—some of the metal and the entire handle stuck out.
