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Pt. 32] His Responsibility

Eric's POV

I can't help as I silently fidgeted my fingers while sitting onto the table, my M416 just right beside me.

After awhile, I'm not surprised to see Yuugo getting frustrated. "STOP FIDGETING WILL YA?!" He yelled, a visible irk mark on his forehead.

I didn't respond as I pressed my lips into a thin line. Hearing Yuugo sighed, I assumed he calmed down a bit.

"What are you so nervous about?" He asked, munching on a cookie Princess made.

I blinked, thinking of the correct words to say. "Well.. I.. uhmm.. Well, Princess, gave me this huge responsibility and her trust... I just... don't want to mess things up you know..?" I muttered.

"A wise man once said, The eyes are the window to the soul," Yuugo suddenly said, turning towards me. "Tell me, what did you see in hers?"

For unknown reason, my cheeks started to heat up. "T-The time when she gave me the other letter before she left. The look in her eyes held emotions that I can't describe..." I confessed, my cheeks flushed red.

"But on the other hand! Her eyes were so mesmerizing! Like- Like the blue-gray of stormy skies!! So breathtakingly beautiful! They're also like the colour  of the ocean during the bright midnight sky!! So colourful~" I gushed and sighed dreamily.

Yuugo sweatdrops at my dreamy state. "Whatever. Create your fantasy's when you're asleep. Because currently..." He paused, a loud thud coming right after. "We're having guests."

I took a deep breath in and out. "Time to act serious.. huh?" I asked, my voice subconsciously getting deeper.

As their footsteps got closer, I placed my M416 on the floor. I looked over Yuugo with a nod, which he responded by placing his leg up.

That's when they come to view. An orange fluff ball or maybe a Tangerine, a hairy Cyclops, a girl with huge round glasses, and others which I'm very lazy to take a look. 

"Congratulations," Yuugo started. "and Welcome to Shelter B06-32."

I didn't made eye contact as I stared at Yuugo sipping on air tea. I let out a breath and propped up my leg up.

"Are you Minerva?" The orange fluff ball asked, seriously.

'Let the talking to Yuugo. You're there just in case he messes up.'

"Too bad for you kids, I'm not William Minerva." Yuugo said, taking another cookie from the plate.

"What about that teenager?" Tangerine asked again, pointing at me to which I didn't replied.

"He ain't here, chum." Yuugo said rather menacingly.

I wasn't bothered as I have encountered his menacing threats a bunch of times. The most menacing one I had was when I decided to try one of his cookies- I shuddered a little at the memory.

"Clearly you know of Minerva," Cyclops said, making me snap out of EricWorld. "We need more information. Where is he right now?" He demanded.

"No idea, man!" Yuugo exclaimed, annoyed.

"Who are you two? What are you two doing here?" Cyclops asked, lowering his head as shadows were formed, thinking he looked menacing.

"Who are we?! We're your seniors," Yuugo smuggly said, taking out the 30 maybe years old pen.

"It's the same pen!"

"Senior!?"

"Not from GraceField, at any rate." Yuugo and I lifted our shirts, revealing the ID code embedded on our abdomen. "We came from a plantation called Glory Bell. We escaped 13 years ago with my other colleagues, thanks to this pen."