A Knight's Loyalty | Food Fantasy AU Fanfic

Chapter 11 - Right!

"Oh!" Sweet Tofu exclaimed, breaking the silence. "Just remembered. I should probably heal your injuries~!"

"But, none of us are hurt," Ryouri replied. "We haven't been fighting or anything - what are you doing?"

Sweet Tofu said nothing as he stood and walked over to B-52, who was silently flying still - wings and all. B-52 held a straight face, although he was slightly surprised to be approached first.

"This one . . . ," Sweet said, gesturing to B-52 ". . . isn't at max HP. Everyone else recovered quickly, but you're stuck. At almost max, but not quite." He grabbed B-52's left arm, and looked at it closely. "It's something around here."

"If it's because it's metallic, my arm has been robotic for a long time. Do not worry about it," B-52 stated calmly.

"No, it's something else." He looked it over again. "A sliver of life exists in there - damaged." He shrugged. "Oh well~!"

With a snap of his fingers, green sparkles came from his hand and healed everyone's troubles - physically and emotionally. There was peace in the quiet room.

~

"Hmm, Cassata's scarf?" Spaghetti held the striped scarf to the dust-covered light. "Thank you Borscht. Good to know another UR and SR are held."

"Don't forget the M soul," Borscht reminded.

"She may be a princess technically speaking, but that doesn't change that she weaker than the others. I don't really need her except as a hostage of sorts."

"Yet you took Toast and Sandwich as well, who don't relate to the others at all. Why?"

"Toast hates Sandwich. Perfect torture."

"Whatever," Borscht responded with a sigh. "Why collect souls anyways? Don't you only need B-52?"

"He'll show up if I have everyone else, no? It won't fail."

"B-52 escaped though. How do you plan on keeping him this time?"

"That-!" Spaghetti held an embarrassed expression. "That was a little girl," he mumbled.

Borscht burst out laughing, and quickly after bolted to avoid Spaghetti's wrath.