Trust

Boy In Black | 黒の少年

Lucy slowly blinked once.

Then twice.

Then a third time.

A silence covered the entire room, neither one of them was saying a word. They—or more specifically Lucy—were staring at each other awkwardly.

Before she blinked a fourth time, the boy, seemingly grown annoyed with Lucy's lack of response, floated towards her.

How was he flying anyways?

Lucy shoved that question in the back of her mind, it was something she was going to ask Crux later. Currently, her attention was being forced onto the intruder that somehow floated into her room.

"Did you. . . need something?" She unsteadily asked. The boy looked at her for a moment, sizing her up.

Rude much, she thought.

"So this is the little human Kouen, Sinbad and the little Magi brought along with them." Lucy could tell that was moreso something the boy said to himself rather than to her. The boy jumped off his carpet and walked around her a bit more and the longer he looked, the more annoyed Lucy felt.

He was treating her like she was some sort of exhibit.

The boy stopped in front of her a fully stood up,making Lucy realize just how tall he was. Well he wasn't that much taller than Lucy, only around eight centimeters taller but the arrogance seeping out of him made him seem taller bigger.

"Who. . . are you?" Lucy tried again, hoping he would actually respond this time. A wide grin appeared on the boys' face. "I am the great Magi Judar." Lucy could tell from the tone of his voice that he was proud of that. Sadly, she didn't even know what a Magi was so his introduction didn't affect her at all.

"Good for you?"

Lucy could see Juar's face morph into confusion then childish anger before he puffed out his chest a bit.

(The boy reminded her of people she used to see before she ran away from home. People who only took pride in their heritage and nothing else. People who wouldn't stand for it if you didn't show them the proper respect they thought they deserved just for existing as a child of successful, wealthy people even if they never did anything to deserve the respect.

People who made her want to leave that place even more.)

"Yes. It is good for me." Lucy forced herself not to laugh a bit, he reminded her of a child and she was resisting the urge pat him on the head. The impression that Judar was similar to the spoiled and entitled people she knew at her fathers house was mostly gone now. Now she just thought Judar looked like a proud child wanting to be praised.

"So what does a great Magi like yourself want with me?" Perhaps rephrasing herself a bit would actually get him to respond.

It did.

Lucy could almost see his ego growing. "I was curious about who the girl who interrupted the Medium was. But there's nothing special about you. Why would both Sinbad and Kouen bring you here?"

Lucy's eye twitched as she resisted the urge to Lucy Kick him. If Judar could speak about her benefactors so casually, they must be close and she wouldn't want to ruin their goodwill towards her.

"Ah, all the work I did to come here all gone to waste from a fruitless journey." Judar dramatically said. "Perhaps Sinband just brought her because she is pretty." He let out another dramatic sigh and Lucy could feel a vein pop in her head.

She took back what she said before. Judar was exactly like the spoiled brats she was surrounded with back at her old house.

With Judar's guard down, it was quite easy to, in one swift motion, kick him right into the wall (although it would be easy to do it with his guard up to, Lucy is a powerful experienced mage). At this point, she didn't care if this made the group she was with kick her out. If they were also like this insufferable manchild, she would be glad to leave them.

After getting over the shock of being kicked across a room, Judar seemed to realize that the small blonde somehow used enough force to kick him into a wall and then proceed to break that wall with the force she used.

"Eh—pa—wha—hah?" Judar sputtered incoherent words, still in shock no doubt, while Lucy stood there and watched him, seeing what he'd do next.

But before he could do anything, the door to her room burst open. Standing there were Kouen, Sinbad and Masrur; the three people whose rooms were closest to hers. All three of them had confused and shocked faces—well not Masrur but his eyes were a bit wider than usual, the wooden door in her room broken and thrown somewhere.

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A/N: Just reached ar 58 in Genshin Impact today, spent 2 days making a plot graph for this fic that looks like a bunch of squiggly lines with how much I wrote in it and read my 500th isekai manhwa. . . I need to get a hobby.