My Sister Is the Protagonist

Chapter 26: Don't Grow Up Too Fast

The evening before Lise's group left. Anora dropped by for a visit. She was standing like a guard outside the house. Note who'd been out for a walk spotted her. Immediately fearing she was here to spar one more time before she left, turned to flee. Ever sharp the blue haired girl raised her head catching him in the act. Eyes locking Note accepted his fate nodding to her. She nodded back, walking up to him.

"I wanted to give you these. Lise and Yuka worked hard on them."

Note took the medicine box he was handed. Peaking in, a multitude of pouches and bottles were neatly piled inside. No doubt the fruit of two healer's studying efforts. Anything they thought he might use had been carefully packaged.

"How did you get stuck with delivery? I was with you all just the other day helping you pack."

Anora shook her head, "I wanted to. It wasn't ready until just now. A few greater potions took time to brew. Those two are good at this kind of thing. I'm not. So at least I can bring it to you."

Note felt oddly touched. Anora wasn't usually so inclined to explain herself.

"I appreciate it, thank you. I know I've said all my well wishes already so I won't go on about-"

"I'll protect them." Anora placed her hand to her chest.

Note's eyes softened, "I know you will."

Anora smiled at that; pleased Note believed in her.

"A warrior always trusts their gut."

Note glanced at the girl confused a bit but nodding along. Seeming content with giving her words of encouragement. Anora turned without another word, heading back. Never the type to bother with parting phrases. Note watched the young warrior until she turned a corner. A bit puzzled but still full of fondness.

A pair of arms wound their way around his waist.

"Was that the ever-sharp warrior princess leaving? What was she doing here alone?"

Ravan stood on his toes to try and rest his head on Note's shoulder peeking at the box. Note turned to show off his present. Ravan looked through the goods with an appraising eye.

"Those two are getting better and better. They might just pickle you at this rate. You'll live forever."

Note hummed, rubbing a thumb over the box. Ravan noted his mood and rubbed his back as he coaxed.

"They'll be fine. The Division always does it's best to give missions based on skill level. They're not off to war."

"What about our first mission?"

"Well, that's hardly a fair comparison. Our missions are meant to be scouting ones. Someone- I won't name names. Seem's to always end up getting us more involved then were supposed to."

"So as long as I'm not there. Things should turn out fine?"

"Exactly dear. You get it." Ravan gave a reassuring pat to his butt.

Note felt a crackle of magic itch at his finger's. Ravan made a hasty exit.

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The kids left at daybreak not wanting anyone to see them off. Note resisted asking Xian to go check on them anyway.

As spring settled in, the Division settled back into full swing. The mission reports would soon be poring in. As most team's rushed down the mountain. Off on their adventures now that the frost had faded. Note's squad was kept grounded because of the dragonling that still depended on them. Raising and training Scratch as they grew became more and more like raising a child. You blink and suddenly they had grown again.