Memories Of Another

Chapter 7

By the time Rokurou had woken up, Velvet and Seres had already left the inn, as he had heard from the keeper. Minato was still sleeping inside the room the boys shared, which didn't surprise the yaksha all too much, given what the group as a whole had been through. Speaking of the group, the last person that has yet to be mentioned, the self-proclaimed witch Magilou, turned out to be sitting on one of the sofas in the lobby. She appeared to be enjoying some tea, with the cup in one hand and a biscuit in the other. The daemon decided to sit down right in front of the human girl, who looked up when she noticed the daemon.

"Morning," Rokurou greeted the blond, who swallowed the piece of the biscuit in her mouth before replying.

"Good morning. I must say this tea has a very exceptional taste to it. Well, maybe it only tastes exceptional because it is the first tea I have had in three years." The witch thought about her statement for a moment, before shrugging and throwing the rest of her biscuit into her mouth. The daemon on the other couch let out a small chuckle.

"Excuse me?" Rokurou called out to the innkeeper. "I would like the same as my friend."

"Certainly, one moment, please." The hostess bowed and made her way towards the kitchen in the back. Magilou in the meantime took a sip of her tea, eyeing the swordsman with a raised eyebrow.

"I didn't know you were one for tea," the witch commented.

"Eh, I prefer sake any day of the week, but I figured since it's been even longer for me since I had tea, I might as well have it now. My time in Titania made realize the number of things I didn't get to enjoy when I landed there."

"Mhm, true. Too true. So, where is our blue-haired friend?" Magilou asked.

"Still asleep. I can hardly blame him, to be honest. I had to force myself out of bed this morning." The daemon grinned. "Certainly didn't think I would be second to last to get up."

"Well, Minato getting up late is nothing new. I don't know how he managed to sleep on those racks they call beds back on Titania, but he usually only woke up around the time the guards would bring us our food. Or whatever it is they define as food over there." Magilou and Rokurou shuddered at the mere memory of what they had been forced to eat. It had been either eating whatever got served or starving to death. To the guards, it didn't matter either way.

"But enough about this depressing topic," Magilou put her tea away and her hands on her lap. "There are a few things I wish to do today, so I'm afraid I won't be able to chat with you any longer."

"Suit yourself," Rokurou shrugged. "I'm thinking about doing some things myself. Forgot to pick up some tools at the smith to maintain my new weapons. I can't believe I forgot something so simple the other day." The daemon shook his head.

"Well then, I'll be off. It will certainly take some time for the ship to be repaired, so don't be surprised if I return late."

"Sure. But I don't think Velvet will wait for you once the ship is repaired," the man called after the witch, as she left the building through the front door. Just at this moment, the innkeeper came out of the kitchen and brought Rokurou the tea he had ordered. There was also a biscuit lying on the small plate.

"Here you go, sir."

"My thanks."

The daemon accepted the hot drink and took a light sniff at it, before sipping on it.