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『Troublesome』

Cassandra watched as Jack walked away from her, and over to a shelf, looking over the spines of the books. His fingers were tracing over the characters woven with golden thread.

So with his back to her, she reached up to the back of her head and pulled her hair out of a ponytail before wandering over to the mirror. Looking at herself, in the mirror, she smiled a bit before nodding.

It would appear that she liked her hair down, rather than up.

Jack glanced over his shoulder towards her as he raised a brow seeing her with her hair down. He wasn't going to go over and change her hair back. The fact that her hair was so long bothered him, but at the same time, he saw it as a strategic weakness. If she were to ever find herself in a fight with someone, long hair was a weapon that would only work against her.

It wasn't practical to have such long hair in a world where anyone could be trying to kill or hurt you.

Jack huffed a breath of hair through his nose as he would pull a book from the shelf, looking over the characters still. He couldn't read them which he was finding to be annoying.

All of the glyphs were unique in the sense that it could be more relatable to Eastern Asia's diverse written languages: most prominently China, Japan and Korea.

However there were also the addition of various irregulars which he couldn't really comprehend either. Without something of reference, he wouldn't be able to figure any of this out.

He wasn't a linguist even though he had plenty of fictional or occult languages in his head.

Letting out a sigh of aggravation, he turned to look over at the girl again as she was walking over to him. He could hear her dainty feet padding on along the rug.

"Are you not able to read...?" Cassandra asked as she walked up to him, placing a hand on the book, before slowly tugging it from his hands. She looked over the cover for a moment, before looking up at him awaiting an answer.

Jack feigned smiled down at her as she had taken the book from his hands, "I can read the languages pertaining to angels... But I've never read that language before."

"Ah, I see." Blinking a few times she would put the book back on the shelf, tilting her head up at him. "How about I teach you?"

Jack raised a brow slightly, "Perhaps... I have an easier way."

"Easier way?" The girl looked up at him rather confounded at to what he was talking about. Yet it was too late for her to reach as both of his hands clasped down on her ears. Her eyes widened as she looked up at him, his face close to her own. Her lips curled in for a moment, polishing her lips in confusion.

"Wha-What're you doing?"

"You should close your eyes," Jack answered her question with a recommendation, rather than a true answer. "This will only hurt a bit."

"H-hurt?" The girl lightly tugged back, it had been a recommendation, not an order.

『Memory Meld: Take』was the spell of choice this time around, a sharp pain would shoot through the girl's brain, as if someone had poked it with a cold unfeeling finger.

Yet what he was feeling was complete chemical bliss whilst her head jolted and spasmed about involuntarily, her hands reaching out to grab onto him as her legs gave out and she fell to her knees.

Jack went down with her, kneeling down with her as she rested her forehead against the cold plate of his torso's armored chest.

For a brief moment, drool and saliva was dripping form her agape mouth as she was panting shakily. Her eyes stared at the ground, the rug that she could see between her knees firmly planted on the floor.