"Operation: Mind-Reader is a go."
The allies of Erza Scarlet have been taken hostage by these supernatural beings who claim to bear the ability to read one's mind. Given this power herself, it is Erza's mission to find out what exactly the beings ar...
As she laid on her back, Erza's long hair melted over a single pillow. Her body was wrapped in freshly warmed sheets. The snug and cozy sensation seemed to diminish any worries that sought to ruin the peaceful night.
The weight of someone sitting upon the side of Erza's bed had caused her eyes to flicker open and release her from the insane world of dreams.
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Once her vision was no longer unfocused, she immediately found herself looking at Waichirou, who wore nothing but pants made of a type of black, silk material. His upper body most definitely stood out, appearing to be fairly toned and muscular. Each ab was highlighted by the moonlight that peeked out from the window. Droplets of water rolled down his flawless skin, revealing that he must've just taken a hot shower. (By himself, thank God.)
Erza had never said it aloud yet, but she did find the male slightly attractive.
...
Just so happened, Waichirou decided to make himself comfortable on Erza's bed-- for who knows how long.
Of course...
She was expecting that.
Almost every night, he would do the exact same thing...but never said a word about it the next day. He'd always just sit there by her feet and look to be reminiscing, the spy guessed.
Waichirou really was something.
He could be so strict and focused on the task at hand, but then also downright perverted and sometimes a tad kind. And then like this exact moment, surprisingly quiet. Waichirou was just a complicated man, to put it bluntly. A puzzle that not even Erza could solve.
There was an inquiry stuck to the back of the spy's mind just then. Since she wasn't overly groggy from being awoken, she aimed to let it slide off her tongue while Waichirou still invaded her space. She was taking quite a risk though... For this question may not have been answered.
"Why, Waichirou?" Erza's voice came out clear, yet soft as she sat up from lying down. "Why are you involved with the Mind-Readers?"
The man made no reaction towards hearing her voice-- not even a glance in her direction. But surely enough he had something to say (like he always did).
"Getting a little nosy, now aren't we?"
Erza stared at him as if she desired to burn a hole into his forehead. She was dead serious. Depending on his answer, maybe, just maybe Erza could find some way to put the smallest pinch of trust in her boss.
...
"They took my family," Waichirou finally exhaled against the palm of his hand, while his elbow rested on his lap. "It was Christmas Eve night, and all members of my family came over to visit. Everything was sunshine and teddy bears before the Mind-Readers had suddenly broke in, immediately grabbing hold of each loved one," he told the story like a flashback of the event played in the background. "While everyone else was being shoved out of the house, the Mind-Readers restrained me with their own bare hands...and allowed me to watch in horror as my relatives vanished before my very eyes. I have a feeling I was the first, or one of the first victims of the supernatural beings, for not once did I ever hear a word of them until after that night. Only then did they end up all over the news...and I spent my holiday scared to death." That's when Waichirou concluded his sad tale, wiping his head around to study the expression of the woman only inches away from him. "That is why I come sit by you at night--because I'm scared. Scared that one night they'll come for me and me only."
