Burning Vow [HI3rd FF/ selfinsert]

3. Rosemary's Floriograph 1

A/N: I just wanted to let you know that in the course of the story, there may be a little Fallen Rosemary x reader(self-insert) before we reach Luna. 

~Yuki POV~

Sighing, I let myself fall back into my chair. I had finally managed to finish writing the report. Exhausted, I stared at the ceiling. The last stop in a bubble universe had clearly left its mark. I met Kongming, a strategist from her empire in her world. Again and again, problems or complications arose that ended in her death, no matter how many times I went back and made different decisions. It didn't really help that Kongming looked exactly like Luna, except for the clothes, eye color and her manner. In the end, Kongming ended up leaving her home and joining me. Sighing again, I ran my fingers through my hair. ,,It's not like you to sigh so often, Miss Assassin.'' I looked at Kongming who was standing in the doorway, hiding her face behind her fan. ,,I know, I just had a lot on my mind. How do you like the Hyperion so far?'' ,,Quite well. Of course it's impressive, people in my world didn't have the luxury of a ship like this.'' 

I smiled slightly. Words like that from Kongming meant something. ,,Then I'll take that as a compliment.'' Suddenly, the girl's expression changed. ,,You should get some rest, Miss Assassin.'' I looked at her in surprise. ,,We will soon reach our next destination. You should be rested for that.'' I stood up. ,,You're right. Thank you Kongming.'' As I walked past her, she spoke up again. ,,Captain.'' I stopped abruptly, she never called me that. ,,If you need someone to talk to, I always have an open ear for you. Something's bothering you and it's not good to bottle it up.'' ,,As always, you're right. Don't worry, I appreciate it and will gladly take you up on the offer. But for now, what lies ahead is more important.'' 

When I got to my room, I got ready for bed after a quick shower. My gaze lingered on the HOMU doll sitting on my shelf. Once again, I thought of the vampiress. I got out of bed and sat down at my desk and opened a book. My diary. I already wrote the report, but I had to keep it ''unemotional''. But in my diary I could let out all the things I couldn't write. I called it a diary, but this book was also intended to collect memories that I would like to share with Luna in the future. When I closed the book, it was much later, but now it was really time to sleep. 

-A few days later-

Hah... how tiring. A new world and a new identity... again. This time I had assumed the identity of Conan Doyle, a doctor and detective. Well... better than nothing. ,,You can take a break from your tedious boasting, Doctor.'' Ahh... I must have been so lost in thought that I read out loud what was in the newspaper. ,,Ahem, this is work. It's very important to me, my dear Hua. How could you call someone's work boasting? I think it's necessary to correct your ignorant opinion.'' I replied, hoping to maintain my role. ,,Even if you made it high-sounding, I still stick up for my point of view. ''Holmes'' and ''Watson''. Why would you use such strange names for characters of a biographical novel?'' ,,Strange? I don't think so. I think they're great names that complements each other, just like you and me.'' I said looking outside. Right now we are moving forward with the train. ,,...If you say so, Doctor. But I still have some questions--'' I flinched, had she seen through my façade?  

,,Why do I feel that this Mr. Holmes on your novel is like a composite of my personality and your mind?'' Phew, lucky me, it was still about the novel. ,,That's... just a literary adjustment.'' I replied. ,,One last question-- my nationality. I don't think you showed respect for me when you made me British in your Story without my consent.'' Oops, maybe I should have checked that novel before starting. ,,O-Of course I respect you and your enigmatic culture. But you don't know the dilemma I face. You have to understand that it is quite unorthodox for detective stories to unclude East Asian characters, who are generally believed to be somewhat magic in the Western society. Please don't take it as a cultural prejudice.'' ,,But it sounds exactly like a cultural prejudice to me.'' ,,Come on, what do you expect me to think after I saw you smash a thick wall with your bare hands?'' ,,...Fine. I'll let you have this one.''