Chapter 26: Sun Of The Sun Town (6)
Sun entered her office with a red spear in her left hand.
Had it been a normal night in the idyllic dream, let alone having a spear, she would have masked her emotions and instead cast an apologetic smile at the mountain of paperwork settled on the desk off to the right of her.
Of course, those emotions would go past the papers and reach the person behind them, whose pen was furiously going up and down as she sacrificed herself to her duty as a secretary.
With a few sweet words and complaints from her side, Sun would always confront the foreign soul who was masking her presence to spy on her, believing she had never given her a chance to see through her. To say nothing of succumbing to the plot of the foreign existence, Sun was selfishly using it to relax after years of labor.
That night, however, it was time to wake up.
Sun stood before the pile of papers without any mask on her face. Her disgust toward the existence within her sculpted her face into that of a killer, similar to the one Moon wore on the verge of losing herself.
Though her pink eyes lost the blaze and warmth, and coldness replaced them, anyone would think the sun was still within her and only somehow turned cold.
Tightening her little hands around the spear's shaft, Sun entered a thrust stance and resolved to finish it in one go, even though she knew in the back of her head that it was a futile aim.
Two years' worth of emotions that she had been hiding from the secretary fueled her muscles and spear, propelling her to thrust her weapon forward, which she did.
A whistle of the spear mingled with cries of papers getting blown up.
A groan came from across the desk.
While the papers still swirled around them, Sun and the foreign soul looked into each other's eyes.
Just like Sun had predicted, this woman avoided the lethal blow to her heart and twisted her torso just before the spear's tip went through her chest.
Instead, Sun hurt her side.
That woman clenched her hand around Sun's spear while her disguise melted. What was the black hair and tanned skin melted into the same colors as Sun, with the exception of the red eyes that set her different from Sun, making her ferocious and antagonistic.
"You noticed," the woman said, her eyes narrowing into a glare, "Took you too long, idiot."
Sun smirked, "I knew from the moment you introduced yourself."
"Oh? That takes off a lot from my impression of you," the woman replied without hiding her disgust. Now, two women were looking at each other as though they were best friends who had somehow argued over a man and ended up enemies because of him.
When Sun added more weight to her spear and leaned forward, her foe did the opposite and threw her back behind, with her long legs going up to toss the desk at her.
It worked as Sun took back her spear and was forced to slash the flying desk zooming at her. She didn't waste any second and used this chance to close distance with the woman meant to be killed. Before the halved pieces of the desk touched the ground, Sun's spear already hung above the woman's head, who had fallen off the chair and was on the floor now.
She, however, had a spear hidden in the office, too, and snatched it before intervening with Sun's killer move. Their weapons crossed with a loud bang, taking them both into a contest of strength.
Which was in Sun's favor as she had a proper stance and was above her. However, the soul within Sun had seen a lot for twenty-seven years and spent the last two years as Sun's secretary.
She had often participated in military exercises and studied Sun, who taught others how to fight.
Therefore, she understood how to slip away from this disadvantageous position and get a proper grounding.
After slipping away from Sun's spear and somersaulting to the other corner of the office, however, the woman sensed a danger around her head, which confused her for a second as she had her eyes on Sun.
The danger felt real, too real. It couldn't have come from someone fake, like most of this world.
Those thoughts further hindered her thinking process, exposing the woman to the foreign danger of Benjamin, who had sneaked into the room during the chaos.
He had stretched his leg up and smashed his hill into the woman's temple, sending her flying.
BANG!
She caved in the wall and produced a lot of dust and debris, clouding her wounded self.
Benjamin used this as a chance to commend the pink-haired teammate, "It went exactly as you said. I take it you're deliberately strengthening the foreign soul within you?"
Sun nodded, her eyes on the drooping cloud of dirt, "It's because of her motives. I'll inform you about it once all four of us sit at the table."
"Fair," Benjamin agreed, now standing abreast of Sun. The ambitious protagonist looked far better than Benjamin, with her aura and strength emphasized by her killing intent engraved on her pretty face, yet Benjamin didn't look that odd around her, and some would have said he perfectly fit the picture as a side character.
The foreign woman didn't belong to this group as she cast hateful eyes at Benjamin, glaring at him.
He was certainly a thorn in the eye.
She touched her temple and found her fingers wet with blood, meaning that this bastard was as powerful as Sun, or at least strong enough to inflict serious wounds on her.
"I see… the sisters must have hired someone to help you," the woman said, rising to her feet.
Benjamin interjected, "A little different. I fell to the shrine and found a mutual interest between me and the priestess. Now, I am the boyfriend of the said priestess, and it's my duty to make her the happiest in the world. I'm here to wake up the sleeping sister… and then my selfish desires will get the better of me."
"You're so honest it scares me," Sun smirked, "The influence of my adorable fluff?"
"Before you get any weird ideas, I want to invest in you to keep up with the growth of protagonists," Benjamin rolled his eyes at his teammate, "You could say it's her influence, but I see it pointless to hide stuff with only four of us locked in the shrine."
"I know and respect that," Sun cast a lovely smile at Benjamin before drawing out all her hatred onto her foe.
Benjamin was so familiar with such stuff that he didn't get surprised and casually shifted his eyes to the woman. He noticed with his keen eye that the air around her heated and blurry haze was now around her.
Sun's skin reddened a moment later, and she used the same skill.
'Yeah, these two are on a different level than the other sisters,' Benjamin whispered inwardly.