Clink
The spoon clinked on the empty plate.
Historia sits there, feeling a bit overwhelmed, having eaten the whole cake full of sweetness, in which Ymir didn't contribute much.
Having overeaten, she feels the sweet pain in her teeth.
Kevin, noticing the look on Historia's face, calls her with a small chuckle, "Oh, it seems you like this cake very much; maybe you should have one more."
Having said that, Kevin intends to call the waiter.
"No, no—I am full; I can't eat anymore."
Historia, feeling slightly nauseous, hurriedly stops Kevin.
Although she really liked this apple cheesecake, she had already overeaten it, and now, even the thought of another serving makes her feel nauseous.
"Can't eat anymore?" Kevin looks at their military uniforms and says, "I thought being in the military, your appetite should be strong."
But then, looking at Historia, he continues, "Yet, considering your size, it is still impressive that you have eaten that much." Kevin says in amazement.
"Hey, are you for calling me short?" Perplexed, Historia looks at Kevin, baffled at his conversation level.
"What? Why did you guys get offended so easily?" Looking at the baffled face of Historia, Kevin helplessly sighs.
"Hey, it's your fault; you really don't know what you should say to others." Historia replied to Kevin, folding her hands before her chest.
"Well, you are right; my conversation skill seems to have gone downhill, but it is because I don't have anyone to talk with." Kevin helplessly says.
"Hmph, serves you right." Suddenly Ymir gives a snarky comment.
"Ymir," Historia says, looking at her with a complaining frown.
"What? He admits it himself."
"Even then, you shouldn't say that; otherwise, what will be the difference between you and him?" Historia reprimands Ymir, feeling how similar both of them are in the conversation department.
Suddenly the young waiter arrives, and while picking up the empty plates, he asks them. "Um? Anything else, sir?"
To which both Historia and Ymir refuse and ask for the bill.
Soon the young waiter, having removed the empty plates, returns with their bills.
"Hmm, sir." The waiter first addressed Kevin, who pays the amount.
Then the waiter moves to Historia and Ymir, telling them about their bill.
As Historia moves to pay, Kevin stops her midway, saying, "Hey, let me pay your bill as an apology for what I have said to both of you." Kevin brings out his wallet, ready to pay for their bill too.
But Historia firmly rejects his idea and says, "No, you didn't have to do that; we will pay for ourselves."
Kevin feels that he should pay for them, but he reluctantly sits down, not able to forcefully pay; otherwise, his action may have further annoyed them.
After paying for having their fill, all of them stood up and moved out from there.
Arriving outside the bakery, knowing that they will now be going separate ways, Kevin says to Historia and Ymir.
"Well, forgive me, guys, for the trouble I have caused you." Kevin again apologizes to them.
To which Historia replies to him, "No problem, we don't mind," then giving a small chuckle, she says, "but you should really work on your conversational skills."
"Yeah, you are right; I will pay more attention to it."
Having said that, they all stood in silence; a hesitant expression appeared on Kevin's face, as there seemed to be something on his mind.
Seeing the struggling expression of Kevin, Historia jokingly asks him, "Hey, are you again going to say something rude?"
"Ah, no, it isn't like that; I just want to ask you something, but I don't know if I should or not." Kevin replies with an unsure expression on his face.
"Hm, you can ask the question, but it shouldn't be anything improper," she says while giving a small laugh.
"Well, if you say so," making up his mind, Kevin asks her, "You guys are from the military training corps, right?"
"Yes, we are." Historia replies.
"Wait." Suddenly Ymir interjects, a frown appearing on her face, "Why are you asking about that?"
"It is nothing serious," Kevin replies. "I just want to ask about one of my friends; he is also in the military training corps."
"Oh, a friend of yours is also in the military training corps. Tell me, who's he?" Historia curiously asks Kevin.
"Eren, Eren Yeager, he is my friend."
Hearing the familiar name, Historia and Ymir immediately remembered the hotheaded guy.
"Eren, he is your friend!" Historia says in surprise.
"So that reckless fool is your friend; no wonder." Ymir looks at Kevin with an 'as expected' look on her face.
"Oho, you guys seem to know him well."
"How can no one know him? He is always loud and relentless." Historia replied.
"Haha," Kevin let out a small laugh, "it has already been many years, and he doesn't seem to have changed a bit."
"You haven't met him in years!" Historia exclaims.
"Yeah, I haven't got any chance." Kevin said helplessly.
"Well, luckily you have got the chance." Historia happily replies, "He is here, in the Trost district; our whole training corps is here."
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Silence.
The expected response did not come.
Historia and Ymir, both in surprise, look at Kevin, who stood in silence, his face devoid of any expression.
Looking at his silent and cold red eyes, Ymir and Historia started feeling uneasy.
Suddenly, on insticnt an unknown feeling of terror welled up inside Ymir's heart.
She instantly moves in front of Historia, shielding her.
The atmosphere instantly changes; the previous shiny sun dims and the air turns cold as the figure of Kevin seems to be transformed into a beast.
"W-what?" Historia cries out in shock.
"HISTORIA—RUN." Ymir roars out while pulling her hand to her mouth.
"I am sorry, but I can't let you go." The cold voice of Kevin sounded, who immediately took a step forward.
Whoosh
Before Ymir can even bring her hand to her mouth, Kevin blitzes in front of her. Looking at the figure of Kevin standing in front of her, fear appears in Ymir's eyes.
"Grgh"
Kevin's hand clamped around Ymir's neck, blocking her arterial blood supply. Ymir, without any resistance, instantly falls unconscious.
Looking at the limp body of Ymir in Kevin's hand, Historia looks dazed. "W-what is happening?"
The people in the surroundings all looked shocked at what was happening, someone steps forward intending to help them, but suddenly smoke gushes out from Kevin's body, instantly flooding the whole area in obscureness.
After a while, as the smoke dispersed and cleared away, the figure of Kevin, Historia and Ymir vanishes.
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Lets go all action.
Plot is now progressing.
And the conclusion should be reaching soon.
Please point out the errors and the area where i can improve my skills.
Thank you.