La Prima Luna (The First Moon)

Chapter 5 : Group of Vigilantes

"Hey, you there!" Giotto shouted out calling as he walked with G and Val towards the red haired boy wearing a cap."You, with the red hair."

The boy, finally noticing the shout addressed to him, turned his head to look at the trio.

"You dropped your wallet… In front of Paolo's shed,"

"Ahh…" he paused to stretch out his hand, receiving his wallet from Giotto. Then he continued, "Well, you got me there… I dropped that wallet on purpose," while turning his body to completely face Giotto and the other two.

"Paolo is being horribly bullied by his master. And I just couldn't bear to watch his family go without eating or drinking anything anymore."

Val with her jaw slightly dropped gasped out, "Ehh? Could it be…?" G only smirked as Giotto stared in awe or perhaps a tad bit surprised. But his face still remained calm as ever; so he closed his eyes for a moment and smiled. When he opened them he replied,

"Oh… Then it looks like I did something unnecessary. But, you don't need to worry about Paolo. Because we just dropped the rations we collected in there as well."

The redheaded boy with his cap smiled in disbelief and let out a small chuckle. "Haha…! You guys did the same thing?"

Giotto returned his chuckle with a cheerier smile that even his eyes looked as if they were smiling."Yup!"

"I'm Cozarto Shimon. I'm visiting my aunt here just for the summer."

"I've heard of the Shimons from my grandpa. Well, this is my beloved G with his little sister, Val." G just raised his hand and smiled; Val curtsied and greeted Cozarto politely.

"And I am Giotto," Giotto introduced himself to Cozarto as they shook hands.

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That day was the start of the friendship between Giotto, G, and Cozarto. Valentina was never too close with Cozarto, mostly because he showed up in the evenings. And of course, Valentina was not allowed to go out after sunset. What were they doing? She did not really know. It wasn't that they neglected her. There were times she would play with the three of them; but it seemed like they had been keeping a secret from her.

Today, she demanded to know. So there she was, standing on the edge of the main deck, lost in her thoughts while staring at the open seas. Spia had to attend to her governess, who was also her personal teacher. Being the daughter of an aristocrat, she had to continue her education even on boat, leaving Val alone at noons. The sun shone brightly that day and the wind blew her long maroon hair softly, causing two boys to see it from afar.

G and Giotto emerged from the berth deck and stood still after seeing the bloodcolored hair. G called out to the owner of said hair, "Val, come here. We have something we want to tell you."

Noticing the familiar voice, she turned her head slowly. "What is it? Oh right, I was going to ask you something too!" She then walked approaching G and Giotto.

"I saw what you did last night, you know. What's that secret you've been keeping from me?" she asked as she held her dress tightly, her feelings muddled between curiosity and a little bit of anxiety.

Her statement silenced the two for a while, for they did not expect her to spy on their activity last night. But since they intended to tell her, it didn't matter, did it? G smirked and closed his eyes in defeat. "Tch.. I guess there's no helping it then. I knew you'd realize it sooner or later."

Giotto stared at her worriedly before explaining things. "So you've seen what happened last night. The truth is, humans have different kinds of-"

"Waves, right? Divided into 7 elements of the sky."