
The orange gurat does not entertain the place where the three men gather. Ever since he first set foot in front of the rubble, it felt a heavy aura gripping like being hugged from behind. The fog closed, making things worse. It was the light from the magic circle that illuminated.
After Jin explained their mission, Leona swiftly took out a rosary and a bottle of holy water from the Advance Bag of waist-inspiring soot. It seems a little more professional than the girl whose blue bead doesn't stop crazing. Apple was first in a position like this.
"I have no preparation!"
"Aahaha, Apple. Exorcist must be ready in any condition, next time always bring your Advance Bag and fill it with important items. Do not fear weight or fullness. Remember, there are no limits. What else inside there are hundreds of spirits! But relax, I'll take care of you. My job is to create a mass purification circle and you persuade the spirits to be purified and enter this circle. Well, now we pray that all goes well and you're back in one piece" said the blonde youth of the plan in advance.
What Jin said did not make things better. Hundreds of spirits and back in one piece? Just be right. There was no preparation; no experience, now to do purification? Of course the girl was worried. This was never thought of by Apple, but, now it must be thought about because the task has been switched to being an Exorcist. The blonde girl could only pray as per instructions, hoping to do the first task. Calming down is the main thing in the job.
"Good! Praying finished. Take the torch I prepared for you because it's in the dark." Jin held his head up. He wasted no time in eroding the distance between the black debris. The left hand gripped the stick with the flames at the end.
The owner of the black eye who first received the torch— was followed by Apple— and saw Jin by raising next to an eyebrow. "Why use a torch? What about the wind?"
"The atmosphere will be more tense if you use a torch," said Jin while laughing.
"So just make the mood?!" The air looked furious to the point of removing Tsukomiya.
"What the fuck, huh! Then all of you using the flame matra, the building will burn and everything is bright!"
"If you do that instead of repeating the same thing?" Leona replied to Apple.
"uh? Can spirits burn?" ask Apple.
"Hmmn, if purgatory .. good is also your idea! This afternoon's rehearsal is quickly over!" Without a second thought Leona agreed, not seeming to like to bother.
"Seriously?!"
"If allowed, I'm serious!" Leona seemed excited, too busy to forget her guide.
"You ... coax instead of burning, okay?!" said Jin in a high tone. Even his right hand was clenched, pinning them one by one.
"Auuuh," Leona complained in pain, "but, sis! If we burn this place down, the spirits lose their homes and we can cheat-I mean coaxing into the magic-circle!" he continued not giving up.
"Dangerous, make it as the last option, even if you want to be a burning Apple and burning Leona," Jin joked. They are humans, not chickens. Nothing, a joke that reminds.
Leona knew that the decision could not be contested, she sighed in surrender. "I understand" he said with a lost spirit. Maybe this job is too easy for him.
"Apple burn .. ah, it looks good." The girl imagined the apple burning. Does he not understand what he means is himself? Why is it the same name as fruit?
Jin snorted, stroking the silver hair. "You know Leona, team safety is far more important than mission success" he said. However, Leona who felt her head held with reflex hit the hand.
"I'm sorry, but I don't like to have my head touched." Quickly withdrawing his hand, his face slashed at the words from the black eyes that were now looking at Jin with worry. Even though it was noisy in an undue place, it felt familiarity between them.
"Um, Leona, hello, I'm Apple. Want to go in together?" Apple smiled sincerely and held Leona's hand gently. Not giving up on finding friends. The girl's movements were met with a smile.
When they had entered the ruins, the blond youth spilled a bottle of holy water into the magic circle, making the stronger sparkle reflected in the green eyes.
"Corycia melaina kleodora cleochareia bateia drosera soray beriboya, Naiad's force!" Jin chanting, calling the legendary creature Greek—Naiad—reembling two women with trident in hand. "Supervise them and protect them if things get worse."
...-ooO-i...
It's dark, the light of a torch. One cold puff makes goosebumps. Apple's face was solemn and thrusting the torch here and there, finding a faint voice echoing. They continued walking until they reached the intersection.
"I think, on top of a lot of poltergeical phenomena." Leona decided to visit the second floor with her right hand tightly grasping the rosary and holy water. Raung made the mind crumble, to the point that the unconscious silver woman had already preceded. Focus back on when the music is heard. Then Apple walked down the road, tracing the dilapidated wall mossy towards the slum of origin sound, torch can not be separated from the hand.
The mood of the mind-maker is centered on him, not understanding that one by one the spirits appear; glaring at Apple who continues to approach the dark and gripping room. The steps were snapped by the appearance of the boys right in front, blocking the entrance. Wearing a brown tuxedo matching the hair but dimly covering the face. The faint blue eyes of the orange torch stared at the child who was running like he was reluctant to talk. Following, this space was narrow until the twinkle filled.
"Ah, I ...?!" The wind gushed, Apple's reflexes kept the torch. petals rolled up, really, vile spirits piled up; the gripping gaze of penaka wanted to kill. Of course the blonde girl immediately screamed and twitched.
Slowly blue eyes were exposed, the spirits were no longer there. Only a child holds a music box, the origin of the sound. "Go!"
Apple is shocked when its shoulders are touched. Just wanted to say, mouth shuts back. It turned out to be Naiad, the guiding envoy. "Tell Jin to protect you, there are still many other spirits .. This is too dangerous."
"J-yin? Oh, brother counselor? No, I'm interested in him. After all, every spirit must be helped," said the blonde girl with an innocent smile. Naiad nodded and disappeared in the shadow, as it suddenly appeared. Perhaps, they kept watching from a distance and appeared when danger.
The spontaneous child in front was a little surprised. Opened his mouth as if to speak, but quickly shut back. Gently holding the music box, the tiny right fingers held the lid, while the others held the base.
"I won't let you hurt us again. I'm not gonna let this place burn."
Apple is confused. "I'm not going to burn, just help."
"Lied!" open it until the echo deafen.
"I'm not lying! Nagginguuuh!" reply Apple sucks equal the height of the voice of the child until the face reddened.
He pointed at the torch belonging to the girl. "You're going to burn this building down, we heard what you said!"
Apple gnawed. Apparently he took it seriously. "Here you? We were joking" said the girl with a laugh. He should be more careful in saying, even if it is a joke.
Grumpily, gritted his teeth and was about to open the music box. Sipap Apple thrust the torch right forward until he was knocked back.
"Fear of fire? All right, then." Without thinking straight throw torch. The faint flame was one-sided, faintly he saw the spirit. The desperate act amazed, then the shadow that covered the face disappeared. My brown round eyes with a red tinge on the cheeks. Is he one of the victims? It was so cruel that it took the life of such a young man.
"Ba-baiklaaah I believe, after all they will also burn you," said the spirit in his mouth wide open.
"They call you a grilled Apple."
"No! Brother Jin and Leona couldn't possibly burn me! That apple is a red apple."
"No baked apple food."
"Eh?! M-maybe I'll make a new recipe."
"Your-ba-kar."
"Whisper!"
It was futile to argue with him who laughed wryly. A child is still a child. Apple was almost infuriated, but he was patient. Breathing in, stroking his chest slowly. The girl got serious. Feeling looked at like that, he squealed. Placed the music box over the thighs, sadly seethed on the face. Slowly open the music box ....
"Secret weapon?! Hiyaah!" Apple's reflexes jumped back with the horses in what style.
Silent, lonely melodies filled in. It was a regular music box. "I, my family, they were burned. Mom and Dad upstairs are finishing up the meeting. We're innocent, but the man did evil, burned while alive. Because it's ...."
Unconsciously the anger began to uncontrollably, the eyes of chocolate like candy lit up. Seeing the spirit in front of him will be out of control, Apple immediately spoke up, "Haaah, until death still with parents, must be fun. While I'm ...."
Hearing what was said, the child stared curiously. He's back to normal. "What happened to you?"
Music is not stopping. Actually the girl hesitated to say what in her mind, but the spirit in front stared like a child who was about to sleep waiting for the story. Every spirit must be persuaded and sanctified, including him.
Apple took a breath. "Actually, my name--ah .. My name is Apple Luchifen."
"Luchifenian Nobles! Not like your friends there. I can feel the caucasoid blood in your body. Blue eyes and blonde hair. My name is Allen Luigi Sforza, the son of the Cavalli-Sforza noble house of the city of Stranorlar. We're the ones who sided with you Luchifen! I didn't expect to be able to face each other head on! Even since-" Instantly Allen was silent, recalling what happened with the Luchifenian kingdom. Even the girl was sadder, sadder than him.
"Why did you tell me? Wouldn't be dangerous if--"
"Hmmn, why ... Maybe I believe you? Do you believe me now?" The girl smiled back. Picked Allen a hand, asking to come along.
"But I can't leave them."
"Your parents?"
"Yes, they're on the second floor."
"Come, we'll pick it up."
The two left the small, shabby room and Apple again picked up the dim flame torch. The chocolate beads were not endlessly staring. Doubtfully, Allen held the hands of the free girl Luchifen. Apple was surprised to find Allen cold hands. Knowing that, the spirit immediately took off his grip with a blushed face.
"Don't let go, I'm afraid to be alone." The boy was silent and looked up.
Her tiny body could not see the face of the blonde girl. "You lied."
Apple did not say. The clattering stopped looking at the silver-haired girl who was slowly descending the stairs, with a crowd of calm spirits at the back. Really more expert. "A little trouble, Apple?"
Apple confused what to say, he just smiled at the horse and scratched his head not itchy. Moreover, he himself separated.
The ghostly figure of brown hair was smashed towards Allen quickly. "Allen!"
"Momuu!" Turns out the parents of the little spirit, pretty pretty—according to Apple.
"Thank you for helping Allen. Ah, she's a little lonely. We were always alone because we were busy with work, only the servants accompanied. Therefore, during this meeting, we invited him to visit the orphanage. We hope Allen makes a new friend, so we buy him a music box."
"Yes, it's not a problem. You with the waiter, Allen? Where'd they? In that horde?" The little spirit shook, he pointed right behind the blonde girl.
Behind his back, droves of spirits tailed. Apple is certainly dumbfounded. It turned out that those who continued to look with gripping gazes. Naturally, protect this child. Finally together approached the Vermillion youth outside.
Jin sat down for a while, inhaling oxygen deeply. Cold piercing night, has been felt since the beginning not to mention the dense black aura of the souls of the victims burned like charcoal.
A group of spirits stood right above the magic circle, ready to be sanctified. Without taking any time, the Vermillion youth cast a spell. Allen was still holding his little music box, smiling at the blonde girl.
"You must have found a new friend there."
The spirit of the little boy nodded. His smile was faint as the powerful glint of the magic circle. Slowly they become beautiful light grains similar to fireflies.
"good job. Let's go home, it's late. I hope you learn something." Eyes stared wryly at the horizon where the moon was perched, recalling the first period of being a student of the academy. The time that was being enjoyed by the two girls ahead.
...-ooO-i...
Slightly crumpled, the girl named fruit sat on the bench in front of the room window. Flat table until he can see the beauty of the night sky that now accompanies. It was as if the full moon was waving its kiran, making Apple more and more drowned in daydreams. Not to forget the old storybook that opens, is right on the side of the hand.
The child sits in a box covered in bamboo, similar to the temple. Below is a link: "The time when the world is in turmoil, a long-awaited child comes to hope. He is called the red star of hope. People kept coming and praying. The news spread to all corners of the world, even to dangerous places and awaken forbidden dreams. They do not allow it, so keep it in a hidden place. Hope is locked, far away, with no way out. Alone."
It was on the first sheet that was very thick like the other ten sheets. Only the first sheet has contents, the rest? White, no writing or pictures. On other sheets, the paper is thin and a lot of writing is unreadable. Moreover, some ink is spread, such as being exposed to water at some point.
Apple still remembers very well about its past occurrence and it is not like what was described in the Memoir Book. Does this book have anything to do with the destruction of his family? Is this really his? There are still many unanswered questions and not understood by the girl whose blue eyes now reflect the full moon.
Continuing to reflect certainly does not produce an answer. Apple recalled what it learned today that not all spirits are evil and must be dealt with in battle. You should be better prepared for other tasks tomorrow. Include the entire Exorcism equipment and rule book in a pink waist bag. He looked back at the one thing left of the box. Better the book that reads Story about "RED" he brought, who knows can ask others about this.
Who knows?