Blue Eye Samurai - Mizu x OC

Mizu

I sit next to her.

Me : Guess we'll have to spend the night here. I desperately say.

I tie up my hair into a chignon. I don't want to look like a woman anymore, only strategy can convince me to switch gender. How I hate to be weak. I can see Miss Canova taking off the piece of clothing I gave her.

Me : Take it for the night.

Ophelia : Shall I ?

Me : If I say so. I've already seen nights colder than this one, it will be okay.

She must be cold with this simple dress, and I don't need her to die in a stupid way. Fowler and his friends can't wait.

I can already smell the blood of my enemies. They forced me to look like that, I'll forced them to face death, and I know for sure that what any man can't beat is fire, with guns or not. Mr Weeler told me interesting things earlier. Now I know the way of my revenge. But what I don't know is what just happened.

Me : What did you do to Mr Weeler ? I politely ask.

Ophelia : Money is our biggest enemy, in London. I said the other day that he owed me a thousand, in fact it was not more than a hundred. He must have discovered it, but at least I'm alive, and... with money. She giggles.

Me : Don't you want to stop laughing for like ten minutes ???

Ophelia : ... Life for a human isn't that fun, Mizu. If you can't laugh, how the fuck you can sleep.

She coughed. I think it's pathetic.

Me : That's a funny way to see things.

Ophelia : See ? Now please let me breathe.

She coughed again.

It took me a minute to understand.

Me : ...How is it called ?

Ophelia : Asthma, I think.

Me : And what to you usually take to calm the crisis ?

Ophelia : Plants, music...

Me : Music ?

Ophelia : Gregorian music, god Mizu, from which planet are you from ??

I'm afraid not to understand. It must be a Londoner thing.

Me : It's called Japan.

She straights up in a way that surprises me a lot.

Ophelia : So you're from Japan ??? Tell me about it, is it true that you don't have a king ?!

Me : Well we have a shogun...

Ophelia : What do you eat in Japan ? I heard that you japanese people don't even know about Jesus !

Me : Who is Jesus ?

Ophelia : What ??

Me : What ?

I smile. What an embarrassing situation. Kinda funny, I have to admit...

After I told her more about my country and her about Jesus and all the cult, she felt asleep. Round eyes are so strange when they're closed...
I personally I'm not tired at all. I want to train, train and train more to be the most redoubtable samurai of all time. I take my sword, and start to exercice.

When the sun rises, the sunshines illuminate all the road's cobblestones and I can clearly see the architecture of the buildings, that is definitely not like in Japan. I have to admit that London is a beautiful city. I take a deep breath, and juste admire the surrounding. Far away, I can perceive a huge building with a clock and on the top of that, a cross. Might be a church.

Ophelia : Good morning, Mizu. Miss Canova said with a tired cracking voice.

Me : Good morning miss Canova.

She sneers.

Ophelia : In Europe we call people by their names. Call me Ophelia.

I don't mind this information. Gods didn't send me on earth to have friends. I coldly tell Miss Canova to get up, we'll have a long journey.

She stays silent as we walk, not too bad. First, we'll have to find Mr John, the greatest gunmaker of the country. Then he'll tell us about Fowler's friend, where they are and, how to access to them.

Ophelia : I have to say something before we join the big part of the city. You're hat is weird to us, londoners, so are your glasses. Take them off if you don't want us to get problems with guards or whatever.

I take my hat off.

Ophelia : Your glasses too. She insists.

Me : I will not take off my glasses.

Ophelia : You'll be noticed by everyone, take it off.

Me : I will NOT take it off.

She still insists, I walk faster. The tone rises.

Ophelia : You're gonna get us killed ! Take the fuck it OFF !

Enough. I pull my sword out and put it on her throat. She seems not to fear me... she should tho. Her eyes inspire me habit, as if she had been faced to death many times. I can now see them closer... they aren't brown or black, or even blue like mines, this color looks is like hot metal... it's pure. Her soul is as pure as her eyes witness.

Me : I will never take it off for your little face to be protected. If I'm a shame for you, with or without my glasses, that is none of my business. Fortunately I need you for now, but if I didn't, I would have killed you since the day you tried to swindle me money.

I'm not dumb. If she stole 900 pounds to Mr Weeler, why wouldn't she use the same technic on me.
As I said those words, her eyes became darker and darker. Miss Canova takes my sword with her hand, and pulls it out of her throat. She cut her hand doing this movement. Then with tears in her eyes she took my two hands, which makes me throw my sword on the ground, and join them together.

Ophelia : You only have blood all over your hands, Mizu.

I don't say nothing, and forced to watch her go in the opposite way, I continue my journey.