pearl of wisdom

[Season 1] Chapter 6 - Lonely Journey

You yawned into your hand as you walked into the restaurant, loud chatter from the table reaching your ears. You walked over to the kitchen, stopping by the counter to order your food, placing a slip of paper down, "One set of cornbread buns please."

You glanced at the tables, your eyes meeting with black- Hatsu waved, Shibisu turning at the motion of his friend, "Oh [Name]! There's a seat for you! Come over here!"

You nodded, offering a quiet smile.

"Here's your meal! Enjoy!"

"Thank you." You offered a polite smile and walked away to the table filled with your friends. You sat down across a brunette who stared at her food, beginning to dig into your buns.

"So Hatsu failed again! He still needs two more."

"What? Only two more for Hatsu? What should I do!?"

"Mr. Hatsu, cheer up. Tonight I'll go with you." Baam turned to the swordsman, speaking through the brunette between them. Hatzu turned to Baam, his spoon stopping midway, "Oh, thanks Baam. Let's meet tonight!"

You silently yawned into your hand, the half empty plate beneath you not as appetizing as it once was.

"Forget about him Baam. He can't make friends with that temper." Khun snickered. Hatsu was quick to reply, "I didn't ask you to join, earrings."

"Pfft! Earrings!"

"Earrings! Oh my God!"

"Don't laugh. You might end up in Khun's bag."

"Um, Ms. Androssi," Baam turned to her, "would you like to be friends with Hatsu?"

"With him? Are you setting us up on a date?" Androssi turned to the swordsman who turned away from her, "He's handsome."

Baam smiled, "Yeah! And he's super muscular too!"

"Baam, it's like you're selling a product. . ." Hatsu commented.

"Sorry. I'm sorry but no." Androssi smiled, turning over to Baam.

"Aw, why? He'll show you some sword tricks if you want."

"Baam. . ." The swordsman sighed.

"I'm sorry, I'm not allowed to date." Androssi admitted, a rather sad smile on her face.

"Really? That's one dismal household." Baam commented. Androssi nodded vigorously, "I know! Isn't it too strict? But my dad loves his daughters so much. . ."

"But isn't it ok to be friends?" Baam asked innocently, receiving a shake of Androssi's head in turn, "Nope! I don't believe in platonic relationships between opposite sexes!"

You bit your tongue, finishing the last of your buns, heavy eyelids weighing your head down- perhaps you shouldn't have stayed up so late.

"Hm, to put it simply. . . it's like buying shoes that you like and just putting them on display without ever trying them on." Androssi explained. Baam made a confused face, "That's hard to understand."

"What are you doing here?" Anak cut in, passing by the table, a look of indifference across her face, "Having fun with these guys. . . shame on the Princess of Zahard."

"Zahard!?"

"Are you. . . ? Really a princess?"

You hummed, yawning before standing and facing Anak who was still in earshot, a quiet smile on your face, "Why don't you sit with us, Ms. Anak?"

"No way."

"I'm sure you'll be welcomed and I'll lend you Everlasting Moonglow."

Soon enough Anak and Androssi were glaring at each other as they sat at the same table- your list filled with ten signatures once the two princesses had signed it and your catalyst floating back into your hands. You smiled kindly, their dejected faces, once they found out that wielding a catalyst is lot more complex than they thought, glaring at you, "Hehehe, thank you."