Russian Roulette | Rusame | Countryhumans AU

Unveiling the Truth

China went through all the crates, opening them one by one and inspecting it's contents to make sure everything was in its proper place. Perhaps also to see if any bottles cracked so he could strangle the American.

However when China opened the last crate, America noticed a heatwave blast through the surroundings, blanketing everyone in a layer of heat amidst the chilly winds. Not only that but the crate... had light coming out of the opened top.

Since when did alcohol glow? That's quite concerning considering they're about to ingest it.

"Why is light coming out of the box?" Japan was the first to express his concerns on the glowing crate. Poland let out a small hum, "hmm perhaps it's a special fancy alcohol that glows, must be expensive..."

"The one that's glowing isn't the alcohol," China reached into the box, pulling out a flower, it had a long stalk with the prettiest amber petals encircling around each other in semblance of a flame. The petals itself looked like it was translucent, made of crystalline glass yet did not have the same stiff properties gemstones have.

Little loose sparks crackled off the flower, dissipating into the wind. And of course, it emanated a faint warm glow, as brilliant as a hot summer evening.

South and North craned their necks over for a closer look, never have they seen such a mesmerizing plant. "My god, what plant is that?" The polish woman practically pushed north's face away for a better view.

"A sun flower, illegally imported, but don't tell that to the kingdom," the Chinese man's voice held nonchalance, a sense of pride as well at being able to get his hands on such a precious item.

Shockingly enough, Germany actually peeled her eyes off her book for the first time since America arrived. Her interest was piqued.

Russia vaguely remembered the term sun flower, the queen did have her tree infused with it to counter dragon fire, never in his life had he seen a counter to his ability, and here it was right in front of him.

New and shiny, that's what this flower was. America liked new and shiny. He scrambled to his feet, almost slipping over his own foot.

"I want to look!" He enthusiastically grabbed for it, only to miss with a quick swerve of China's arm.

"I've got a client waiting for this to be shipped to them. This flower is worth more than any of our existences so don't you dare ruin it," China narrowed his eyes threateningly, however he still handed it over to the American. At least there's some trust.

America exclaimed, "guys guys, take a look," he skidded over, sliding into his seat next to the curious Russian as everyone circled around the table to also take in the sight.

"Why is it so rare and expensive anyway? It's just a glowing plant, there's a lot of those out in the wild," Japan pressed his cheek against the heel of his palm, staring unamused at the crackling plant. It was beautiful, yes, but was that all it is? A high grade houseplant?

China clicked his tongue a few times, lightly smacking Japan on the head each time with his fan, "this is no ordinary plant! It rarely grows, and it doesn't have a specific biome or condition needed so it can pop up anywhere. Other than that, the plant is used to manufacture fireproof items, just one petal is enough for ordinary armor. It's high in demand due to society's overwhelming fear towards dragons."

A businessman must do what a business man must do. So what if he contributed to the fear mongering of dragons? He is one himself so it doesn't count as discrimination. Probably.

Besides that, the demand for sun flowers will boost a ton, making it easier to make a profit.

Germany gently held a petal between her fingertips, they were soft despite the glassy appearance. Vaguely, she felt sparks pinch her skin where her fingers and the petal met.