
I followed Dusk who walked to the warehouse where I had previously found the staff and two scythes while asking, "Why are we back again?"
"Didn't you feel like those two scythes are weird? Besides, you can't possibly wear two sharp objects at once, can you?" Dusk asked back with a tone like telling a freak.
"Yes, I did find only those two things and also, I can still use two knives to stab a tree, you know..."
Dusk breathed his breath. He stopped in front of a room that was still open and that's when I realized that the warehouse had not been closed after I took things that were not mine.
"I'll pick you a gun that matches your little body..." Dusk walk in.
"Then, what about you? Is a stick enough for you?" I asked who was confused by the current situation.
Twilight would probably say that a stick alone was enough for him to fight, but I don't know if Dusk has the ability to.
If I was, I could actually use various things around me, even an empty trash can I could use to fight. Of course everything will depend on the physique I have.
"Toooo, because the stick you gave me was a firearm, a weapon that can give off heat like fire..." Twilight replied, "The two scythes you brought before are nothing but gardening supplies, it's certain that it will be less for us to fight against the Monsters."
It felt, like being impaled by the fact that I took the wrong weapon was painful...
"Eh? How do you know that scythe is a gardening kit?" I asked, ascertaining whether Dusk was joking or not.
"Falsely..." Twilight answered and lifted up a large object that had sharp teeth on one side, "I think it suits you..."
"That's a saw, right? Why do you think a saw suits me?" I asked with raised eyebrows. But it seems his words are right.
"This saw is light, surely you can lift it and swing it..." Dusk lifted the saw, "And you can hold the Monster while I get ready with my wand..."
"With the sickle I can..."
"If you do, you're looking down on Monsters..."
I shut up and took the saw out of the hand of Dusk, "OK if you say so..."
I carried the saw in my left hand while my right hand carried a scythe. One more scythe I put down because I think two scythes will be damning themselves.
"One more..." Dusk raised a large knife, which looked more like the big butcher's knife in the market, it was possible...
"Eh?!"
"Bring it up, it'll be useful..." Dusk looked at me sharply.
"Good..."
After handing the big, heavy knife to me, he looked for something more, making me feel a little annoyed.
"Are you going to make me a gunman?! Why are you giving me so many weapons that I think I'm hard-wearing?!"
"For safety, after all you are thin and weak-bodied..."
His words stopped, I looked at Dusk with a triumphant smile.
"But you can practice carrying heavy weapons..." Dusk handed me a big bag, "Enter all those weapons here..."
My winning smile faded when I heard the next Dusk.
"Damn it..."
***
"Do you want to say that only the two of us survived this town?" I asked while glancing around.
The atmosphere of the city seemed gripping, some buildings were half destroyed, some were even flattened to the ground.
Red patches dotted the once bustling streets, making me and Dusk shudder at it a little.
"Yes..."
Though only a casual guess, my mind while strengthening my grip on the bag I carry.
Dusk was really not kidding with his words, he told me to bring all the weapons we took from that house, he said, while he only brought food and clothing that we took without permission also from the house.
"I didn't know that there were still survivors of a Monster attack that was equivalent to one of the five SS rank Hunters..." The voice of someone who said loud enough to make us surprised half to death, even Dusk had run first.
"He-Hey! Wait!" I lifted my bag and carried it on my shoulder and ran after Dusk.
We ran until we finally stopped in front of a store that was quite large and looked modern.
"Well... Don't sprint... Any more... I'm tired..." I dropped my bag and the sound of falling iron rang out loud.
"It should be who said it was me..." The voice of the man was heard again and Dusk again intended to run, but I had pulled his great jacket and he fell down.
"Don't run, I'm not a ghost..." A man in a black jacket and black sweatpants appeared while putting his hand in his pants pocket, "Greetings to know..."
He stretched out his hand and maybe he intended to greet us, but somehow I had to ask him something.
"Who's uncle?" I asked with breaths.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce myself..." The man pulled his hand and lowered the jacket zipper to open only a quarter of it.
"You can call me Christo's Black Tooth..." The man knelt down and he stretched out his hand again, "Although that's not my real name at all..."
We were silent to hear that, even though he introduced himself as if he was a Hunter, we had no idea who the Black Tooth Christo was.
"Could it...?" Dusk widened his eyes after he thought for a moment, "You are one of the S rank Hunter from Jakarta?"
"Frankly, I came because I intended to visit my childhood home, but when I came this morning, the city was destroyed and SuraBaya was destroyed..." Christo held his head, "If I had come sooner, then this city would not have been destroyed..."
I understood what it was like to lose, so I sat down in front of Christo and said, "Sorry we didn't recognize my previous uncle..."
"It's okay, more important..." Christo looked at me like he was staring at a criminal, "Why are you carrying that heavy-looking bag? What's it say?"
I glanced at the bag lying near me then replied innocently, "It's a sharp weapon..."
Christo who heard it widened his eyes and he shook my shoulders, "What do you mean?! Don't joke, kid!"
"I'm not kidding! It actually contains a sharp weapon!" I opened the bag and showed it, "See?"
Christo looked carefully at the sharp weapon in my bag and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
"No comment, is that it?" I grumbled to myself without knowing why.
"No, I already know the reason why you guys carry so many sharp weapons..." Christo stood up and walked into the big store, "Let's go in first, we fill our stomachs and just say a relaxing story..."