"No problem. I'll watch your back whenever." Kiba answered in an uncharacteristically serious tone.
A small nod from Koneko and Ritsuka headed out into the streets of Kuoh Town. Peaceful and idyllic came to mind since no one batted an eye at him.
He was dressed in his Arctic Chaldea mystic code which was strange to most people but natural to him.
Kiba was keeping at least a block back though how he measured that for city streets was a bit strange. Somehow he was getting away by merely putting on a pair of sunglasses…
'That shouldn't be working, should it?' Ritsuka couldn't help but think about that point as he walked through the suburban areas of town.
Eventually he reached his destination where he saw a nun seemingly tending to a young child. And her hands were glowing… definitely the person that Azazel had mentioned.
He quietly installed Da Vinci's card since her Natural Genius skill probably knew Italian.
"Ciao sei la persona Azazel menzionato?" Ritsuka called out which got the young girl's attention. The child rushed off after what appeared to be a scratch on his knee was healed.
"Si… come lo conosci?" She slightly hid her face behind her hands though he could see the golden curls and green eyes through her guard.
"Siamo una sorta di conoscenti. Parli giapponese?" Ritsuka asked finding the constant swirling ideas from Da Vinci's cars overwhelmingly annoying as he sifted through the language section of their genius.
"Yes… I can. So you and Azazel are… friends?" She asked as her arms slightly relaxed.
"Sort of." Ritsuka mentioned as he uninstalled the card. "He mentioned that he wanted me to pick someone up and take care of them for some reason."
"Thank god. I was worried there for a second. I couldn't find anyone here and was worried I got the wrong place.
" She quietly shifted into a calmer stance and began walking over to him.
Her feet stumbled and she nearly tripped on her face. Ritsuka had a little more warning and caught her before she could fall too far down. That caused her to look straight into her new savior's eyes.
"You okay?" Ritsuka asked which cause her to shiver unconsciously.
"Y-Yes. I'm, I'm Asia Argento…" Asia shyly stated as he put her back on her feet.
"Ritsuka Fujimaru. Pleasure." Ritsuka patted the young girl on the head almost absentmindedly. She just smiled at the affection.
"Ritsuka…" She mentioned though her eyes were slightly shining due to how nice someone was being to her… even though she was a heretic.
"Perhaps we should sit down and discuss what's going on… is that fine?" Ritsuka mentioned as he pointed to a nearby bench.
"Yes! I mean… yes. That would be good… I take it things have changed?" Asia frowned as she seemed to realize something was amiss.
"Yeah. Things have." Ritsuka sighed as he led the way.
"So… did you know you were joining Fallen Angels?" Ritsuka brought up first wanting to establish some facts he didn't really know.
"Yes…" Asia frowned as her hands gripped the bench a little tighter. "I didn't have much of a choice. I'm no longer welcome in any church since I've been accused of heresy."
"That sounds familiar. I've been in that situation before. It weird meeting a fellow heretic." Ritsuka chuckled at that revelation.
"Huh? You're one too!?" Asia immediately scrunched up into Ritsuka's personal space. He lightly patted her head.
"Pretty much but that's due to different reasons which were out of my control and probably also scheming jerks hiding in the wings to take me out.
" Ritsuka tilted his head back and forth as he remembered the incident where the Oprichnik invaded Chaldea right before the Mage Association could fully brand him as a heretic to take the fall for the Salem incident.
"So we're the same then?" Asia muttered with a contemplative look as she returned back to sitting a small space away… though it had shortened slightly.
"I suppose we are. Why were you excommunicated, if that's the word?" Ritsuka forged on. He needed to know a bit more to figure out how things were going.
"I have healing powers. It's a miracle of God I'm certain. Unfortunately, one day when I was healing someone, they turned out to be a demon.
When I healed him, the bishops who saw claimed I was a witch. So… I was excommunicated and lost my home." Asia slowly explained as her eyes lost a little of their luster.
Ritsuka places his hand on her shoulder pulling her in for a half hug. It seemed to do the trick.
"So… with some money I managed to save up I bought a ticket to come here. I was told to join a certain group but… they weren't here." Asia finished keeping her composure as best she could.
"I see… sounds like you've had a rough time." Ritsuka commented as he let her go. "So that's where my part comes in I see."
"What is your part?" Asia asked, her curiosity finally sinking its hook in.
"I suppose Azazel wanted me to watch out for you from now on." Ritsuka sighed. He realized now that Azazel was probably trying to apologize for his subordinates… at least that was the working theory.
"Probably since I'm still human as well so it would make you comfortable, I guess?"
"I'm glad to hear that… um I know this might be rude but are you working for them, the Grigori, I mean." Asia questioned as he fingers tapped against each other. Nervousness on her face was evident.
"Not really. I guess you could say I'm a mercenary mage at this point. I've heard some people say that I'm actually a Yakuza prince or something which is possibly the weirdest thing I've heard myself called."
Ritsuka mused aloud as he recalled what he was called by those two thugs he beat up when he arrived. Though, to be fair, they only thought he was a yakuza member and only inferred by their expression what it meant.
"I see. So I will be staying with you then?" Asia asked realizing what her arrangements were at this point.
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