Karachi, Pakistan. December 19th, 1988.
Our companions resumed their journey in a carriage, with the old Enya still tied to the back, and finally arrived in Karachi, a port city in Pakistan. The afternoon had already started well but they hadn't taken the time to have lunch. Arriving in town, Joseph exclaimed,
"They make kebabs here! I would never say no!"
He jumped out of the carriage to negotiate with the seller.
"Excuse me! For six please!
- Six? It will be 1800 rupees!
- 1800 rupees? Hahaha, none of that with me, friend. It's overpriced!
- How much will you give me then?
- I'll take the six from you at 450 rupees!
- Haha, if I sold off like that, my family would already be starving.
- Well... I'm going to look elsewhere!
- Okay, friend! I am honest with strangers. I'll sell this to you for 1300 rupees.
- Come on, 550 rupees.
- 1100 rupees!
- 650!
- 1000!
- 730!
- 820!
- 770!
- 770!
- Deal!
- Hehehe... Bye bye, thank you!"
Proud of himself, Joseph came back with lunch. From the seller's smile, it was clear he had been scammed anyway. But it did not matter, the old man seemed happy about this deal. He gave each a kebab and they resumed their journey. After a very short time, (Y/N) asked,
"Hey! We could have lunch on the beach, right? It would be nicer than eating in the carriage!
- Good idea!" Polnareff exclaimed. "My butts really hurt, the seats are too uncomfortable!"
The young woman was the first to jump out of the vehicle. She was more than eager to go see the sea. Clutching the bag containing her lunch against her, she got ahead of the group, closing her eyes as soon as a light breeze smelling of the beach caressed her face. If they weren't on a mission, she would have loved to spend a few days here. While she was daydreaming, a young man with long black hair approached her, a charming smile on his lips.
"Excuse me, Miss. I just wanted to tell you that you are lovely. The sun really captures the (E/C) of your eyes. You are sublime!
- Oh why, thank you!
- I would love to get to know you, what do you say?
- Sorry, I really don't have time.
- But time, we always find some to make beautiful encounters, right?
- What I mean is-
- That's what I thought! I was wondering... Would you mind going for a drink? I can't pass up a pearl like you!"
'But what an oaf!', the young woman thought. She cast a furtive glance at the rest of the group which was arriving much too slowly for her liking. She sighed.
"I'm sorry, I already have someone.
- Oh no, what a shame... So there's no way to fix it?"
The man put his hand on the young woman's hip and she tensed. He wasn't only an oaf, he was starting to get a twisted mind. Jaw clenched, she replied,
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〖JJBA - EN〗- Last Judgement
FanfictionBorn of a French mother and an Italian father, (Y/N) is a very ordinary young girl. At least that's what she would like to claim. Because the truth, here it is, (Y/N) can see ghosts. Would this just be a simple paranormal ability? Or would that powe...
