A different Shield Hero

Feeding time!

Naoya aim my route towards the only decent person in this town.
This town I wanted desperately to leave but had no idea where to even go.

I need make sure I survive and make sure I just didn't waste half my funds buying them.
Naoya thought about that while counting his remaining funds, it might be enough for some food afterwards but this meant no more roof over his head for atleast a week.

Naoya located the store and opened the door "Enter."
Killua only nodded and walked inside while Raphtalia was glued to her masters hip.

The man at the desk gave them all a single look over with a slight disapproving glance, however he said nothing and turned to Naoya. "kid you sure turned twisted."

Naoya huffed. "I turned wiser... that twisted part is good, less pepole that'll try and fuck with me".

The owner sent Killua and Raphtalia to look through the collection from the discount box and Killua settles on two daggers while Raphtalia picks a small sword.

Naoya nods in approval of the weapon of choice and pays the man and exit the store and promptly heads for the forest. intending to power them up. it was just a few weeks until the first wave and Naoya have no intention of dying in it.

However, Naoya stopped as he picked up the sounds of two bellies growling and noticed them both "......." Naoya  sighed and turned the next corner reaching the only tavern he knew were too afraid to spike the food.

"um... m-master?" Raphtalia stuttered having noticed the sign next to the door.

"Inside now." Killua and Raphtalia gave each other an uncertain looks before quickly running inside almost ramming me in the process. "Pick a seat and eat."

Naoya waved the waiter over "two kids sets, just like that kid is having". pointing at a random child having fried rice with a flag.

The food was prepared and handed out but not without the waiter giving them the stink eye.

"Eat."
They hesitated and Naoya growled "What? you wanted something else?" they quickly shook their heads and started eating. both quickly forgot their hesitations and wolfed the food down. After letting them eat Naoya led them into the forest for some impromptu training.

[Pow! P--Pow!]

Killua kinda surprised Naoya the most because the boy didn't appear to show any hesitation to attack. while Raph on the other hand needed to be forced.

"Raph, remember this I don't drag around what I cant use, so fight or i will have no use of you." this seemed to work as she managed to level up to seven after a few hours. But she still shows unwillingness to actually fight... that is troublesome.

I wasted good money on her, do I take her back?

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That evening Naoya found a ruin to make camp out of and with their help Naoya cooked whatever game he could score for them to eat. 

Raphtalia collapsed after eating with a serious fever
"Urgh.... fuck!" Naoya  turned to his few herbs to ease that weird fever she had gotten suddenly.

He then looked at Killua "come over here you too".

Killua nodded and crawled over and Naoya started to look him over for cuts/ bruises or fever. after it was done  they huddled down together Raphtalia and Killua on each side of Naoya who wrapped  them up in the coat.

"one sick kid is enough."

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Killua felt the same thug in his chest like that time Naoya looked at him at the slave store...

looking Naoya over he traced every detail and every scar marrying his pale skin visible. it was a scary face that made Killua wonder what his master would look like without the mask pulled so high up over his mouth and nose.

"Hey...." Naoya looked at Killua "what happened to your eye?..."
Killua didn't miss the change in Naoya's face as he raised his hand to partly cover it.

"Bad judgment... Not something a kid like you should know."
Naoya brought out his shield "This is the only reason i walked away at all." Killua observed the shield "You are the Shield hero!?" a slight glimmer of interest showed on his face.

"No!"
Naoya turned away "I'm not! I'm jus-..urgh Go to sleep Killua" Killua's head returned to rest upon Naoya's shoulder and his masters hand gently brushing through the silver strands "just rest and forget about such topics."

Killua was lulled into a soft cloud of gentle sleep as a gentle hum hugged the small camp.