As Ashide realizes the need to compose herself, her eyes widen, and she abruptly halts the gentle patting of Nobu's hair. She brings her hand to her mouth, her voice barely audible as she speaks, "Oh, yes, I must gather my composure."
With a deliberate "Ahem!" Ashide clears her throat, projecting her voice with regal authority. "Welcome, my dear children, to the Capital of the Fire Kingdom. I, Queen Ashide, am truly honored to have such courageous and strong-hearted youngsters like you as the protectors of our beloved lands!"
She pauses for a moment, her gaze sweeping over each member of the group, conveying a sense of genuine appreciation. Then, stretching her hand toward the grand entrance of the castle, she continues, "Now, allow me to guide you through the halls and unveil the wonders that lie within."
As they follow Ashide into the castle, the group can't help but marvel at its splendor. The towering walls are adorned with intricate tapestries depicting ancient battles and legendary heroes, their vibrant colors bringing the stories to life. The marble floors gleam under the warm glow of crystal chandeliers that hang from the high ceilings. Elaborate sculptures and ornate furnishings adorn the halls, speaking of rich history and grandeur.
The castle's architecture is a fusion of elegance and strength, with grand archways leading to spacious courtyards that showcases meticulously manicured gardens, blooming with vibrant flowers and enchanting fountains. The air is filled with a sense of magic and reverence, resonating with the centuries of wisdom and power that had shaped the Fire Kingdom.
As they venture deeper into the castle, Ashide gracefully leads the way, her steps light and purposeful. Her presence commands respect, yet she exudes warmth and approachability, easing any lingering doubts or uncertainties within the hearts of her companions.
As they reach the bureau within the castle, Ashide can't contain her excitement any longer. She swiftly makes her way toward Nobu, who still has Sayuri perched on his back, and warms up to them with a bright smile. "Oh, look at this adorable little girl," she exclaims as Sayuri slowly descends from Nobu's back. Ashide kneels down to meet the girl at eye level, her expression filled with warmth. "Hello there, little cutie. How are you doing?"
Sayuri, feeling a bit nervous in the presence of the Queen, replies hesitantly, "Um, I guess I'm fine."
Ashide's attention remains focused on Sayuri as she continues to pat her gently. "Would you like some candies from Miss Ashide?" she asks, her voice filled with warmth.
"Oh, I want chocolate!" Nobu chimes in, raising his hand eagerly.
"Enough of that," Satomi calmly interjects, hitting Nobu's hand to quell his enthusiasm moments before whispering to the others, her voice barely audible, "Is she really the Queen?"
"Oh my..." Ashide, momentarily forgetting about Nobu's request, stands up and regards the excited boy with a fond smile. "Oh, I completely forgot!" she exclaims. "I was informed that you have a fondness for chocolate."
Raising her hand, she points toward the third hallway extended from the bureau, its walls adorned with intricate tapestries that seemed to whisper stories of forgotten times, then she continues, "Take that hallway, then the first hallway on the left. Finally, Behind the fifth door on the right, you'll find the kitchen. Help yourself to whatever you desire once you reach it, okay? Oh, you can ask the workers for anything as well, just be my guest cutie!"
"I will!" Nobu replies eagerly, his anticipation evident.
As for Ashide, resuming her gentle patting of Sayuri, she turns her attention to Nobu once more, thinking he's still in the room, "So, tell me, Nobu," she begins, "since she was sitting on your shoulders, is she your daughter..." Her sentence trails off as she realizes that Nobu has vanished from the room, already embarking on a journey to seek out his beloved chocolate. "Oh my! He disappeared already!" she exclaims with a mixture of surprise and amusement.
"Indeed, he's quite something!" Katsu responds with utmost politeness, his tone carrying the weight of acknowledging Nobu's impressive speed, "Although we did get used to it."
"Woah..." Ashide's eyes widen in unabashed amazement. "Just like that!" she exclaims, her voice carrying the distinct tone of genuine astonishment, "That's one of the five for ya!"
"One of the... What?" Questions Yagami, clearly caught off guard by Ashide's sudden revelation.
"One of the what?" Ashide echoes, a hint of startled nervousness creeping into her voice as she gazes at Yagami, her words almost stumbling over each other, "What... What are you talking about, Soldier Yagami? I'm afraid I didn't say something that should worry you, right? Ahaha." Her sentence concludes with a soft, awkward giggle, a valiant attempt to dispel any lingering tension from the air.
"Is she really the Queen?" Satomi pleads once more, her head drooping in a display of speechlessness brought forth by the rapid succession of unfolding scenes, "I'm aware she said something as well, to be honest..."
Turning her attention back to Sayuri, Ashide's demeanor takes a nurturing turn as she gently clasps the girl's cheeks, her touch tender as she deftly brushes aside the unwanted discussion, "So, is Nobu your father?" Her question emerges wrapped in a warm smile that reflects genuine curiosity and kindness.
Sayuri, with a slight blush, corrects her, "Actually, I'm older than him," She holds onto Ashide's hand, her squished cheeks making her look even more endearing.
"Oh my!" Ashide responds, taken aback by the revelation. She quickly composes herself, regaining her regal demeanor, "Ahem... Okay then. Congratulations to all of you on becoming sacred soldiers," she says, her voice filled with pride. "Soon enough, each of you will have your own titles and get assigned to a certain class. I don't know, perhaps after one or two more missions?"
"That's so cool!" Ash exclaims, enthusiastically jumping up and down and playfully shouldering Yagami. "I can't wait to have my own title!"
"Umm... Ash..." Yagami winces slightly and requests, his left hand reaching Ash's, "Ash, please stop. It's starting to hurt."
"Alright then!" Announces Ashide, moving toward a nearby door and placing her hand on the handle. "Allow me the honor of introducing the rest of the team." She swings open the door, revealing a young man and woman in their twenties standing at the entrance. "Please introduce yourselves to everyone, okay?" she requests with a warm smile.
The young man stands tall, his presence commanding the attention of all who lay eyes upon him as he steps inside. His physique is a testament to discipline and strength, his well-toned muscles sculpted with precision. His face bears a distinct diamond shape, complemented by his quiff haircut, where slightly light blue locks sweep back with effortless style. But it is his eyes that truly captivate, shimmering with a vibrant teal hue that hints at a lively spirit swirling within.
As he steps forward, his vibrant teal eyes sweep across the group, radiating both authority and curiosity. A shiver runs down the spines of the newcomers, their senses tingling in the presence of such power. It is clear that this soldier possesses an intensity of magical energy that cannot be ignored, and his gaze leaves an indelible impression on all who have the privilege of encountering him.
As for the girl, she stands as a true embodiment of uniqueness, a figure whose presence commands attention and curiosity. Her long black hair cascades down her back in voluminous waves, each strand a testament to its lustrous beauty. It flows freely, unrestrained by the limits of conformity, and extends all the way to the very ends of her spine, a cascade of darkness against which her remarkable features stand in stark contrast.
Her round face exudes an ethereal charm, framed by her enchanting tresses. The elegant curve of her jawline adds a touch of softness, enhancing her overall allure. As for earrings, she adorns her left ear with two delicate silver stud earrings, and on her right ear, she opts for a single silver stud earring.
Yet, it is her eyes that truly captivate the beholder, for they are an enigmatic marvel. In her left eye, one beholds a captivating void, an obsidian gem that draws the gaze into its depths. Its velvety black iris is possessed by an iridescent sheen that bewitches the viewer.
But it is the right eye that holds the true essence of her uniqueness. A red sclera, Like a jewel hailing from realms unknown, radiates intense, ethereal energy. The iris, a profound well of darkness, captures the imagination with its rich, velvety blackness. Within its depths, an iridescent dance unfolds, revealing a trio of luminescent dots that seem to possess a life of their own.
The first dot, aglow with a fiery crimson hue, pulses with a passionate intensity, hinting at a flame that burns deep within her soul. The second dot, imbued with an icy cobalt blue, shimmers with an enigmatic coolness, evoking a sense of mystery and tranquility. And the third dot, adorned in vibrant emerald green, flickers with vibrant energy, echoing the whispers of nature's boundless power.
These three dots, born of luminescent energy, move with an otherworldly grace within the confines of her eye. They dance and swirl, their movements fluid and unpredictable, as if they possess a consciousness of their own. They shift and change, expanding and contracting, their colors mingling and intertwining, creating a mesmerizing spectacle that defies explanation. It is as though the cosmic wonders themselves have taken residence within her eye, revealing a glimpse of the infinite within the finite.
However, despite the composed nature of her attire, the girl's physique bears unique and enigmatic scars, adding an air of intrigue and mystery to her overall appearance. These scars, like intricate tapestries woven into her skin, captivate the eyes with their mesmerizing blend of dark and light red hues.
One of the markings traverses her stomach, starting from an upright position and gracefully descending to the lower left. Its vivid coloration commands attention, drawing the gaze to its sinuous path across her abdomen. As if painted by an unseen hand, it carries an ethereal quality, as though it possesses a life force of its own.
Another mark, more subtle yet still visible, rests just beneath the pauldron adorning her right shoulder. Though partially concealed, its presence is felt, hinting at a hidden significance. The interplay of shadows and light accentuates its contours, revealing glimpses of its intricate design. It seems to blend seamlessly with the fabric as if the mark itself is an integral part of her attire.
Upon her right back forearm, another mark reveals itself, partially concealed by the only leather bracer she wears. The mark glows faintly with pulsating energy as if it holds a secret power waiting to be unleashed.
Lastly, a mark adorns the right side of her neck, adding a touch of mystique to her visage. Positioned at a place where it is often concealed by her flowing waves of hair, it emerges like a hidden treasure waiting to be discovered.
These marks, residing upon her body, appear to possess a life force of their own. Their vibrant hues and intricate patterns stir the imagination, igniting curiosity about their origins and purpose. They seem to pulse with latent power as if the girl herself is a vessel for something greater, a conduit for forces beyond the realm of ordinary understanding.
After carefully scanning their new pals, Yagami didn't waste a moment to chime in, for he finally reunited with a dear friend "Hey! Osamu!" exclaims Yagami, his eyes widening with genuine happiness as he closes the distance between himself and the young man. "It's been a while!"
A warm smile forms on Osamu's face as he extends his hand toward Yagami. "Hello, Yagami," he greets, his voice filled with sincerity. "We're finally on the same team now!"
"Oh, I also spoke to her majesty, suggesting that you be appointed as the main supporter of our crew." Whispers Osamu, leaning closer to Yagami's ear as he covers his mouth with his hand.
"Really?" Yagami's eyes widen in surprise, his gratitude evident. He firmly shakes Osamu's hand with both hands, a sense of camaraderie and determination in his grip. "I'll do my best to prove myself as a valuable support member then!"
Ashide, the tapestry of her short, subtle blonde hair gleaming in radiant shades of constant pink and green, interjects with a beaming smile. "We will be more than pleased to have you as our main supporter," she expresses, her voice carrying a regal warmth. "Your dedication and skills will undoubtedly contribute to our kingdom's success and safety."
Overwhelmed by her kind words, Yagami bows respectfully to Ashide. "Th... Thank you for your confidence in me, your highness," he expresses, his voice tinged with a hint of nervousness. His determination to fulfill the role bestowed upon him shines brightly in his eyes.
Stepping forward, Osamu takes the initiative to introduce himself to the rest of the group. "As you've already heard, I'm Osamu," he begins, projecting a sense of assurance. "Osamu The Arctic Guardian! I am twenty-four years old, and a frost magic wielder. Additionally, I possess Pure Power. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
Katsu, deep in thought, brings his hand to his chin, his curiosity piqued. "Frost Magic..." he muses quietly, his voice barely audible. "Oh, I remember you now! You were the one who created that colossal frozen mountain during the entrance exam!"
A chuckle escapes Osamu's lips as he confirms with a nod, his eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. "Yes, that was indeed me," he admits, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "It seems I may have used a rather powerful skill on that day. I was just a little excited to test the newbies, you know."
Katsu can't help but be amazed. "A little excited?" he ponders silently. "If he could almost freeze the entire arena out of excitement, what could he achieve when he fights with absolute seriousness?" The question swirls in his mind, filling him with a mix of anticipation and wonder.
Meanwhile, Ashide gracefully approaches the elegant lady, her hand extended towards the girl's back, a gentle touch meant to reassure and comfort her. The atmosphere seems to hold its breath, anticipation weaving through the air as the soft whisper escapes Ashide's lips, "Why not introduce yourself now?" Her voice carries a soothing warmth, a gentle caress that mirrors the tender contact of her hand upon the girl's back. "Don't worry," she continues, her words infused with genuine sincerity, "they'll welcome you with open arms."
In that fleeting moment, time seems to stretch, the weight of the girl's hesitation hanging in the air. A hushed silence envelops them, allowing the girl to draw in a deep breath, her lungs expanding with each precious molecule of air. As her chest rises and falls with newfound resolve, a soft sigh escapes her lips, carrying with it the remnants of fear and uncertainty.
Finally, standing tall and poised, the girl musters the strength within, her eyes meeting the newcomers as she finally decides to step forward.
Meanwhile, in the bustling kitchen, Nobu finds himself surrounded by an abundant array of chocolate, their rich hues captivating his eyes, turning them into vivid shades of orange. With a mischievous grin playing on his lips, he holds a delectable chocolate bar between his teeth, savoring its sweet temptation as he ignores the presence of the chefs around him.
But in an instant, a shift in the air catches his attention, causing his eyes to undergo a startling transformation. Like two orbs of intense purple radiance, they flicker with an otherworldly gleam, a sign of the unusual presence that has infiltrated his senses. Unfazed by the inexplicable phenomenon, Nobu's resolve remains unwavering. Without a hint of hesitation, he harnesses the untapped power within him, seamlessly shifting his being with the ethereal veil of thin air, shocking all of the people surrounding him with his sudden vanishing.
In an instant, he materializes before the enigmatic presence that has beckoned him, only to find himself standing once more in the bureau, an astonishing sight that left everyone astounded and wide-eyed. As he stands there, a master of translocation, his gaze falls upon the girl who had taken her place before Osamu, her presence both striking, unexpected, and serene for him.
With a swift motion, Nobu removes the chocolate bar from his mouth, the decadent treat held delicately between his fingertips. The room seems to hold its breath, captivated by the seamless transition from the kitchen to this moment of intrigue. The atmosphere, now tinged with a sense of anticipation, swirls around Nobu, his aura radiating a curious blend of curiosity and confidence.
"Chocolate, oh chocolate, you're so divine," In the midst of the poetic refrain, a sudden shift in the atmosphere ripples through the room. Nobu opens the eye of Kamaitachi, becoming imbued with the potent energy of the demon as he leaps into action, his body a vessel for both power and intrigue. With a graceful and swift motion, he propels himself toward the girl standing before him, infusing his heel kick with the formidable force of All For One.
Reacting swiftly, the girl raises her hand, her innate speed allowing her to guard herself against the full impact of Nobu's kick. Despite her deflection, the sheer force of the strike propels her backward, creating gusts of wind that dance in the wake of their clash. The room, filled with astonished gazes, holds its collective breath as the scene unfolds.
To the astonishment of the onlookers, the girl emerges unscathed, shielded by a peculiar dark satin-red energy that envelops her forearm, assuming the form of a larger, protective limb.
"Oh my..." Gasps escape Ashide's lips, her hand instinctively rising to cover her mouth, unable to fathom the unexpected turn of events. "Who would've thought that Nobu would do such a thing..." she murmurs, her voice laced with a mix of surprise and intrigue.
"With every bite, my taste buds entwine," undeterred by the confrontation, Nobu's energy gradually dissipates, his eyes retaining their captivating violet hue. With unwavering poise, he continues the melodic verse, his voice resonating with a hint of enigmatic charm, "You melt in my mouth, a heavenly treat. Oh chocolate, you make life so sweet!"
"So... What the heck are you?"
Caught in a charged moment as the rest of the seers gasp in disbelief, the young woman holds her ground, the residual energy covering her arm gradually receding from her form. Meeting Nobu's gaze with unwavering determination, she introduces herself with resolute strength, her voice echoing through the room,
"Kokoa The Maroon Empress!" She finally speaks up, "I'm 27 years old. Pleasured to make your acquaintance!"