Us? (Errorink) [On Hiatus]

Chapter 25: 《"Help"》

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-=Kira's Point of view=-

"And that was the whole story." Ink said, regaining his breath from all the storytelling. "So you think he is meeting up with this someone?" I asked. "Mm-hmm," he replied. "Okay, you are asking me to investigate in a Palace owned by gods, stalk Error, and get information from this Anika person?" I asked, highly not expecting the favour. "Yes, I am quite busy on something, so I will ask you to disguise as my personal helper/assistant so you can gain more information without any problems." He said. "What will I have in return then?" I asked. 'If it is not something I need, let it be.' I thought. "Well, I was told you were in need of sewing materials and weapons. . . I can provide you with that." He responded with a slight smug.

"Hmm. . ." I hummed in thought. "Why do you want me to do all those? Can you not do it yourself?" I tilted my head after speaking my question. "As I said, I will be busy, I can not do multiple tasks at once." He said, his smile fading from his face. "So?" He asked, having a hint of annoyance in his voice. "Fine." I stated blankly. "Alright then, prepare yourself! We will be leaving shortly." He beamed, playfully skipping towards the door, gently closing it as his steps behind it slowly drifted away. "At least I will have some benefits from him." I muttered. I sighed in discontent, staring at the door for a few seconds before heading towards my bathroom.

~♡~

Sliding two dagger knives and a sling bag containing a few colored pens, tightened the strip of the sling bag, adjusted the strap of my knee-length deep brown dress, pulling the gartered and flowly embroidered with a see-through fabric strap from my chest higher. Adjusting the old glasses I had when I came into this new world, memories fluttered quietly in my thoughts. Sighing, shaking off my thoughts, I walked towards my bedroom door. Taking ahold of the doorknob, I twisted it and pulled, swinging the door open and then pulling it once again to close it.

I walked in the dim hallway. Small rays of sunlight settled on the ground, spreading light to corners and walls of the corridor. My steps echoed with the sound of my newly given black marry jane shoes clapping against the dark wood floor with a deep red blood red carpet muffling the sound slightly. Walking down to the stairs, I saw Ink having a conversation with Killer. Killer seemed to try and give a quick glance to Nightmare yet making efforts in trying to look like he was listening to Ink. He noticed me coming closer to them. He waved and beamed a smile as if he did not nearly plan a death threat towards me earlier.

I smiled and waved back, and so did I towards Killer. He greeted with a nod and a smile. "Ready?" Ink asked, sounding a little impatient. I glanced at Killer, who showed a small smile of relief, then to Nightmare, who was a few steps behind killer. He stared at killer with a look of. . . Desperation?. . . He seemed more focused on him more than Error, who was rambling in frustration about something. I lowered my eyes a little, then beaming a soft expression with a nod towards Ink. He giggled, then grabbed ahold of my wrist, which stung a little, then dragged me on an ink puddle that formed in front of us and jumped through. I tried to protest but failed as I was dragged in. A glance of a black space flashed in my eyes before landing onto a squared concrete floor.

"I-is that how you teleport?" I asked, regaining breathes from the sudden action. He hummed playfully and then skipped towards a fountain sprouting clear water with multiple vines crawling up to the pole. Water lilys scattered on the sides of the inner fountain, light glimmered against the water, shining to my eyes. I blinked to adjust my sight and repositioned my glasses to a better angle. "Welcome to the Eustral Palace! Er, castle. . ." He said, his enthusiastic energy lowered at the few last words of his statement.

I gazed at my surroundings. The castle stood proudly in front of me with a big fountain in the middle. Tall and thick trees hovered on the sides, adorned with vines, some sprouted small bright pink flowers, and slowly crawled onto the squared concrete floor and some vines connected to the fountain the rays of sunlight seeping through the thick leaves made it look mystical as ever. "What a sight. . ." I breathed out loud. "It was a little abandoned, but a little cleaning helped a little." He said, grinning slightly.

~♡~

"So, she is your assistant?" The black masked girl asked. Ink nodded, acting in delight. "Hmm, alright then. Now, shall we proceed?" She said. "Of course, your grace!" Ink protested with excitement.

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I watched mesmerised at the process. Magic swayed at every angle, creating what was needed to be. We built five schools with different designs and colour schemes. We were currently decorating the left spaces, planting in trees and flowers, making the whole scenery as mystical as it was interpreted to be. Both seemed to have fun doing the work, although they spended more focus on furniture and inner design of the classrooms, offices, restroom, cafeteria, battle ground, garden, and other. They joined me in the plant suggesting as well.

A flicker of magic from 'her grace's' fingers created a beautiful, harmonic wave of magic sway in the air as it blossomed comfortable chairs facing on a rectangular table covered with a thick sheet of white fabric embroidered with small baby breath flowers on the hem of the fabric. She included gadgets similar to what my world has but a little more magic like. Every hour that passes felt like minutes. The small problem was that we needed workers to play their roles in each school. The other four schools were already backed up, but the school that stood in the middle was not. This school differed as there was more of an old modern taste in the design. A golden circle placard was plastered on the front of the building. Shards of hot pink colored gems were adorned on the lower poles and to the side.

The design looked gorgeous and comfortable. It's very pleasing in the eye, especially with people having a more older taste in modern style. Although I can not help but wonder. . .

What is the head goddess' name?
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