Chapter 111: Chapter 111 : "The Magic Circle
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"The Magic Circle will be ready in ten minutes. Use this time to talk with Kurenai-chan, she will probably need some proper words considering how quick her reinstatement was."
The girl tensed at the mention of this 'reinstatement', suddenly feeling my confusion increasing over the odd lady that was now part of our mad group…
Still, I nodded, knowing to not make any pointless arguments without having some solid proof supporting any investigations. I wasn't going to antagonize the young woman without having a certainty that something was wrong with her.
And while I was skeptical over this whole 'reinstatement' thing, I knew that Grigori was incredibly severe with punishments. Whatever had led them to remove the girl from the active force, it had to have been minor to see her swiftly returned to action.
So, once the man was gone back to the briefing room to continue with other businesses, I decided to make some efforts for a discussion with the new recruit.
"I suppose it's quite tough. To be… assigned to a new team."
She sighed, her shoulders sagging a little. "It's frustrating. But I think I shouldn't have punished more considering the issue I've caused."
"That can't be that bad."
"Try 'high treason', then couple it with some other problems I've caused during my last role and… yes, shit hit the fan," Kurenai mumbled with a tired sigh.
"'High Treason'?" Now that sounded like a hefty crime to commit within Grigori. Especially with the stance Azazel had over betrayals.
"I wasn't the instigator," The girl quickly answered. "But I got myself embroiled in quite the mess with some dangerous elements within the organization."
"And this is kind of community service?" I inquired. "I mean, if things had been that bad, then you should be still inactive-"
"I would… call it otherwise. I think it's better," She interjected quickly. "In fact, I wish to make it clear that I respect both you and Sougyoku-san for the work you've done up until now."
...What?
"The Kyoto Incident, and the Dresden Case- Armaros-sama offered praises about your performance."
...Oh boy, does this mean that Armaros was forcing a Fan Club to form? I really don't need that.
And I really hoped that the girl in front of me wasn't actually a fangirl in disguise. I really hoped so.
"That's… interesting to know," I replied calmly, tilting my head to the side as I pondered over this awkward detail.
"B-But I can promise that I will not try to distract you with any comments over this subject," The young woman added. "I understand that during missions it's best to keep an eye on the objective rather than being a moron."
I snorted at the final comment. "I can already say that you're far from becoming a 'moron', Kurenai-san," I rebuked kindly. "In fact, I would like to know what's your specialization."
She nodded. "I'm a close-range weapon-specialist. I use magic to create Lances and boost my physical capacities."
"That's good to know. I'm a magic-specialist, while Sougyoku is pretty much a wild card. I would say he's more a tank, so see him like that during a fight."
Once again, a muffled glare was shot right at my back, but I barely cared for that reaction as I kept my attention on the young woman.
Kurenai nodded at the new information, and her posture looked to have eased down to a calm stance. "That's good to know, and… I suppose the little dragon on your shoulder is your familiar."
I froze up at the last comment, glancing down to see Kimiko's head popping out from within my shirt. The Sprite Dragon looked incredibly calm, yet her red-eyed stare was fixed on the rookie.
No intense reaction to an unknown female, I guess that was an improvement considering precedent situations.
"Yep," I muttered calmly, reaching with my fingers to scratch the tiny dragon's chin. The happy noises coming from the pretty girl lessening the intensity of the stare until it was fully gone. "This is Kimiko. You can say that I care a world for this little bundle of fierceness."
But just as I finished saying this, I noticed that the next subject of fascination for the familiar was… Vali. I blinked as she tilted her head to the side and… hummed.
"Papa, why does he smells like a grumpy old man?"
I held back a snort, and this time the Lucifer tensed up at the sudden 'insult' directed at him. It was that reaction that reminded me that Vali could understand Dragons because of his Sacred Gear, and I was half-tempted to genuinely exploit this little knowledge to my advantage.
I settled for something tiny, but incredibly amusing.
"Is something wrong, Sougyoku-san?" I asked innocently, driving the attention back at the fellow guy. He seemed slightly uneasy at the sudden development. He managed to recover shortly after, staring away and huffing.
"Just… keep that weak thing away from me."
…He didn't say that. He-
"Bah, why would I be around someone so grumpy and boring? I like Grandpa Red better."
Now, that was quite the reminder that the little dragon had the chance of chatting with Ddraig. The two seemed at odds at first, mostly because of the Red Emperor's sassy remarks and Kimiko's own dry tone. Then they bonded in what one could describe an old man babysitting a grandchild.
Nothing too strange, except for the familiar to be constantly visiting both Asia and Issei to keep contacts with her 'Grandpa Red'.
But while that comment was enough to make me crack a smile, I strongly suspected that Albion was either shocked or pissed at this revelation by the way Vali looked even more tense at her cutting words.
I patted her back. "That's enough, sweetie."
She complied, delving deeper in my lovely caresses while I returned to look back at Kurenai.
"She can be quite… a fiery gal. Really sassy when she has the chance of commenting about people she doesn't like."
"I hope I am not… among those she dislikes."
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