Fate Weaver's convergence

C59 Opening breeze, fading flowers 6

If this doesn't work... where do I go from there? What if Beryl doesn't like it and I ruin our- Kiyomi's relationship?

I kept replaying the thought in my head, a feeling of lightness emanated throughout my body as the possibilities of the afternoon played over repeatedly.

Calm down! Calm down. You're spiraling here.

The sounds around me reawakened me from my thoughts as I stared into my satchel.

Please let this work...

I said to myself one last time as I went over the contents. Instead of my usual empty satchel, it was now packed with books. One book on the local and regional flowers and other plant life, a smaller book on small animals to accompany it, a blank book that's freshly glued and bound, and lastly the newest version of my baseball.

Hopefully, she likes it.

"Hey, Kiyomi. You okay?"

"H-wah?"

Vaughn's voice roused me from my thoughts as I was staring into my satchel

"Huh?"

Perking my head up, I looked at Vaughn. He was sitting across from me at one of the tables inside the adventurers guild main hall. The drone of the moving crowd nearly washed him out. We were the first two to finish getting ready for the trip to the garden.

"Well, you don't have your sword. And you've been eyeing your bag this whole time. I've seen you carry that stick everywhere since Mister Callum gave it a fresh leather wrap."

Vaughn said as he scratched his neck.

Ah, my sword.

"It's with someone safe."

Alone in her office, Lorn leaned back in her chair, slumbering. The elf's sleep would have been more peaceful had it not soon been interrupted by the sliding of a sheathed sword leaning up against her chair.

"Mmmmmm, tea... meat... no more responsibility..."

For but a moment, she mumbled in her sleep, only for it to be unceremoniously cut short by the sword sliding against the armrest.

"This is the li- Ah, shit!"

The elf awoke to the pommel of a particular little 'imp's' sword smacking into her nose.

"For Tyr's sake, you brat!"

"In the meantime, I'm borrowing these."

I pulled the books from my satchel, one by one, and placed them on the table.

" 'Flora of Brenton' and 'Plants and their symbiosis with other wildlife'."

Vaughn looked from one book to the next, stopping as he noticed the completely blank copy.

"Why's this one a blank?"

Vaughn asked, opening it and flipping through its pages.

"It's for me and Beryl. She likes flowers, so I figured we could try and start a book."

"She actually showed you those books she has. Huh."

Vaughn took a secondary look at the blank pages before closing the book and placing it down.

"So we aren't gonna be playing catch or getting caught in some surprise training with Mister Callum?"

Vaughn asked, squinting as he raised one of his brows.