While walking toward the road, Hazuki's bare feet pressed against the cooling dirt path. The poison swamp was now far behind them, but the faint stench still lingered in the air.
Ridan floated beside him with his arms crossed behind his back, glancing down.
"Man... if anyone sees you like this, they're gonna call you Pervertzuki," he muttered.
Hazuki didn't even flinch. "You do remember everything I had melted, right? Except this sword." He gave the weapon a small lift.
"Yeah, yeah. But at least try finding a big leaf to cover it or something."
Hazuki sighed and looked around. "There's nothing here. And you know that. The last time I found a big leaf, it tore apart when it touched my—well, you know."
Ridan smirked. "Ah, yes. The mighty Leaf Slayer."
"Shut it."
In Hazuki's hand were the two chusi flowers, Nardok mushroom, and a fresh seraphis flower he had picked before leaving the stream.
Ridan glanced at them. "You know… it's kind of funny."
"What is?"
