At this point, it was noon, and the sun was at its peak. Maya, seeing my downcast self, decided to take me out to have fun.
"Let's go out and have fun. It will cheer you up."
"We are already outside, though..."
Even though she's the one who's supposed to be grieving, she's doing all this for me. Why?
She took me by my hand, and we headed deep into the marketplace. The marketplace in Uno is…well, huge. I have other comparisons, but it's by far the biggest I have seen. Maya explained that its size is mainly because it's right next to the adventurer's hub. That's where all the adventurers gather, inns, pubs, guilds and weapon shops. Everything in one place. Being an adventurer sounds interesting.
"The market is nicknamed Kit, Kit's market, while the adventurer hub is nicknamed church because the first guild there was the church guild of the forsaken creator."
The forsaken creator has a guild? Who would have thought, not me.
"I know lots of good spots, so let's go have fun," she said, rubbing my hand and pulling me onwards.
"Isn't it gonna remind you of your—" no i can't dig up old wounds. Not here. Not now. Let's just forget our troubles and have fun.
"Yeah, let's go!"
She turned and looked me in the eyes, and for the first time, I didn't break eye contact. "Mm, let us," she smiled, a beautiful, radiant smile.
Maya, for someone who doesn't live here, knows a lot of places. We went into the pubs, and she had them get us their finest delicacies from the eastern continent. After that, we got carriage rides all the other side of town, although we had to turn back because she was scared.
"No, I'm actually avoiding this place. Let's go that way."
She hired an escort to take us into the forest to go hunting for pewbles, tiny creatures that are regularly hunted. In the cart, though, she was up to her old antics again.
"Ew, that guy smells so bad," she said, talking about an older guy who happened to hitch a ride in our carriage. He carried a fairly big sword and was minding his business, but he gave Maya the wrong smile, and that was it for her.
"Wait, why is he doing that?" I whispered my complaint.
"Right…" Maya nodded aggressively in agreement. She was locked in a stare with the man, although I think he was trying to be flirtatious.
Oi oi man, back off. She is mine.
The man kept flicking his majestic hair in the wind. He flung dust or whatever every time he did it, and at a point, he began to tick me off, too.
"What is he, a horse? Riding in the wind, give me a break," I whispered to Maya.
Her face lit up at my words. A strong smile spread across her face. "Maybe we should cut his hair and make a run for it."
I nodded and right as he got off the carriage. I scooted to the edge of the carriage and, using my sword, I shaved off the top of his head with extreme precision.
Maya quickly threatened the driver, who drove off. It was a close call; the man was too shocked to react, but we took no chances. We laughed till our bellies hurt in the carriage. Thankfully, Maya is rich, so paying the driver was no issue.
After that, we walked around town shopping and, well, poking fun at everything.
"Why does he walk like that? Look at his legs," I pointed to one guy who walked so stiff it was hard to imagine him being comfortable.
"Nero, I'm so happy you're seeing things my way," she said, wiping a tear from her eyes.
Her way?
"Maya, you're just a hateful person."
"Hateful!" she gagged, "that's not true, I'm—maybe I am. No, it's not hate i'm just saying the truth, and the truth is harsh sometimes, but it has to be said."
"It is hate, nothing more, nothing less," I said, shrugging my shoulders. "No need to deny it, not like you're gonna stop anyway."
She opened her mouth like she was going to say something, then froze. She always has this expression when she's conflicted. After thinking it through, she shut her mouth and grinned.
"Yeah, I'm definitely not going to stop."
"Of course," I said.
"And whose going to stop me? No one can. Not even you," she said, pointing at me, "so join me," she said as she bumped her body against me.
"I guess I have no choice, huh?"
"You do not."