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My Samurai, My Thief (L x G)

(Lupin x Goemon)
Song isn't a necessary listen for this chapter, but it refers to it greatly
Also reference to Part 5

"Ohhhhhh Goemon~"

Lupin looks towards the back of the samurai sitting at the foot of a Buddha statue in the middle of the temple.

"What are you doing here Goemon?"

"I could ask the same question back," Goemon deflects back without turning around to face him. Lupin chuckles.

"Ahaha well I was looking for you actually!
I was wondering if you could help me with something, ehehee?"

Goemon takes his sword and starts to stand up.

"As part time,
how much are you willing to—"

Goemon turns and halts, his slit eyes growing comically large. Lupin smiles and itches the back of her head, knowing how beat up he looks: his clothes torn up with wounds scathing his body, and a singular cut on the right of his cheek.

"Payment?" Lupin contemplates out loud.
"Ehhh Lets see... how about, ¥900 an hour? How's that?"

"Lupin, what happened to you?"

"Oh it was nothing, just a ...small scramble during heist of my own."

"It feels as though you may be lying."

"Ahehe, perhaps? It's nothing big though.
Lets take a walk, shall we?"

Goemon smooth along past the thief and starts down the small steps of the temple.

"If you still can, that is," he retorts.

Lupin chuckles with his intertwined hands hugging the back of head. He spins on his heel and follows Goemon down the steps.

"Don't be ridiculous, how else did I get here?"

Goemon pauses to point the handle of his sword toward a tree where a unrecognizably broken hang glider resides. Lupin chuckles nervously again seeing that he's been found out.

The two make it down the steps together and steer themselves out of the temple property. They walk down the hilly sidewalk toward the small town awaiting below. They walk for the time being in mere silence, except Lupins excessive whistling to a familiar theme song associated with him.

Trees bristle as a cool breeze sweeps by, making Lupin suddenly hug himself and shiver for his clothes don't do too much justice when riddles with tear.

"Aren't you cold Goemon?" He asks with a glance.

"No, I am not. The cold does not bother me."

Lupin sighs. "Go figure."

The two continue to walk down the hill in actual silence. By the time they reached the town, Goemon found it bewildering how quiet Lupin was. The thief began to trail a bit behind the samurai, though it seems only because only Goemon knows the way to his own hideout.
After a while, Goemon glances behind his shoulder, seeing Lupin trudging quietly with his hands in his pockets. He could only see Lupins lashes as his eyes seemed to be staring at the ground.

He's quiet... Goemon thinks to himself.
...Too quiet.

Goemon halts from walking, staring how Lupin doesn't even notice and bumps into the samurai immediately. Lupin looks up.

"Huh? We're here?"
Lupin mumbles as if he wasn't paying attention.

"Almost. Are... you alright." Goemon says sternly.