Chapter 4

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Aggravation was the first emotion that struck Celestia's features as she rested on the bench alongside the cheery boy who presented himself earlier as Han. She had many questions roaming around in her mind and she knew that she had to get information out of him now to ease the nerves that were bubbling inside of her.

"How did you know my name?" She didn't discard a single second of time and went straight to the point, the shadowy gleam in her eyes indicating that she was serious.

Han merely waved his hand in an uncaring fashion, his posture indicating that he was going to take his sweet time to reveal anything about himself.

If anyone had seen the two on the bench they would be able to tell instantly that the two were not accommodated with each other.

"Forget that for now and relax. The weather is great," He beamed but this irritated her further, her eyebrows scrunching together while a scowl appeared on her face.

Not wanting to stay with him any longer, Celestia planned to leave by standing up and turning away but once she had done so, he seized a hold of her wrist, her tattoo emitted a light. Her eyes widened as she grew into a shocked state and Han smiled warmly over her reaction.

"That's the reason why I know." He softly muttered as he tugged her back down to sit next to him.

Celestia was stiff due to the contact between his hand and her wrist, the feeling being foreign to her since he had grasped it in such a gentle manner, unlike Zerro who would act the opposite.

His posture had changed as he tilted his head to observe the marking on the palm of her hand, her eyes following after to look.

"You are the last weapon contractor and I've been looking for you, Celestia," He revealed.

Taken aback by a part of the news that had just been voiced out, Celestia rose from her seat and took a few steps back to create a distance between them. Han straightened up to his full height but the young girl raised her hand indicating for him to not move any further.

"What do you want with me?" She cautiously asked, wrinkles forming around her eyes as they narrowed.

"To fulfil a contract between the two of us so we can become partners but that's-" He made an effort to provide more information but she reduced his speech as she spoke over him.

"I can't, I'm sorry." She moved her attention onto the stony ground, her hands curling up to fists as they clenched in frustration.

"You already-hey! Don't run off!" Han quickly took action to rush after her as she tried to leave the scene but halted with a stumble when the resonance of the bell ringing bolted from the speakers and reached his ears.

A curse as quiet as a whisper slipped past his lips when a small amount of frustration hit him. The blue haired male sighed as a sign of defeat and decided to return to the school office, knowing that the teacher he had been with in the morning was probably looking for him at this moment in time.

"Han! Where did you go off to? I was worried."

Han made the type of face you would make when you get caught and he turned towards the science teacher, who introduced himself earlier as Mr. Hamlin as they walked over to him with a disapproving look.

Han had to come up with a reason so the teacher wouldn't scold him. The adult called for the teenager who was lost in his own thoughts and after a while succeeded in bringing his attention back onto him.

"Sorry sir…I got lost." He used the lamest excuse he could only ponder of at that particular point and it appeared to have worked as he was guided to the staff room where he received an envelope full of papers with different information.

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