Uranium: The Jinxed Prince
The Jinxed Prince 11's

"Have you left?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. Although there was a small commotion, but it was certain that the Jinxed Prince was gone."

"Are you sure he's going north?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. I'm pretty sure the Jinxed Prince went north."

"Good, you did a good job."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"In that case, it's time to start your real mission!"

A figure seemed to communicate through a crystal ball-shaped magic tool in the shadows of the night. The outspoken call that declared himself ready to carry out the mission sounded along with the respect he was addressing the person he was communicating with.

***

"Master," suddenly the boy pulled the edge of Shawn's robe, asking the young man to look at him, "say, is this Old Tiger really fransbeast?"

Shawn blinked, unable to hide his astonishment. "What... You don't know that only a fransbeast can talk to a certain human?"

"Ah...," the boy nodded, "that's how it looks!" said the boy while punching his own head slowly.

Seeing the unusual behavior of the boy, made the forehead of the young man next to him increasingly wrinkled.

"By the way," said the boy again, "can I have nitrogium with this tiger, sir?"

Shawn stared at the pair of red neutrals that were directed at him deeply. "Why do you have to ask my permission?"

"Because.. didn't you already have nitrogium with him?"

A moment of astonishment approached where the three stood. "How did you know?"

"Well," the boy's netra moved aside, "if this tiger is a fransbeast, it's impossible for you to miss the opportunity to interweave nitrogium...."

"'Nitrogium' what?" the tiger suddenly. "That kid can't even give me a name!"

Shawn cleared his throat slowly, then nodded. "I did have nitrogium with him, but it wasn't perfect because I hadn't given him a name yet. Maybe. If you give him a name, you can also interweave nitrogium with him."

"No," the boy shook his head, "I asked Master if I could do it?"

Shawn blinked, somehow something in him feels strange. 15 years he lives, only this time there are people who ask permission from him. Suddenly Shawn was made aware by the boy's hopeful gaze, bellowing, "If the tiger doesn't mind, then neither do I."

A smile adorned the boy's face. "All right, thank you, sir!"

Like a real little penguin, the boy jumped up and clasped the tiger's long mustache, "Take nitrogium with me, Fransbeast," white balls of light began to appear as the boy said, "be my follower, be my strength."

The white tiger lowered its head to the ground as soon as the child took off his grasp. "Of course, I will forever be your follower and strength, O Son of Man."

Those balls of light the more, the brighter, made Shawn glance around. Really, his feelings are mixed seeing even a child this small is able to memorize one random myth out of his head.

"I accept your devotion and strength. From this second your name is Eloise."

***

Trings.

The sound of bells above the entrance made the head of the green-haired woman turn her head. A pair of netra behind the square glasses narrowed when the face of the figure that made the bell just sounded covered by a cloak hood, then his attention was seized by a child who seemed asleep in the figure's embrace.

Suspicious, guests will usually lower the hood if they enter the inn. But for the sake of professionalism, the woman's lips remained fluffy as soon as the figure stood right in front of the reception desk. "Welcome to the Moon's Light Inn. Can we help you?"

Instead of immediately answering like the other guests, the figure behind the cloak instead chose silence. For a long time, until the hair of the woman bristles will various bad thoughts enter her head. But the woman did not know that under the dark, calm-looking robe, was hidden the face of a fourth prince who was flooded with cold sweat.

Ah.... Shawn gulped. The unfamiliar face behind the reception desk made it realize that other than Eloise—the waitress at Black— Palace, Isaac, Brianna and the people at the Plutonium residence just yet, she had never spoken to anyone. Although the woman spoke a language that Shawn understood very well, but somehow suddenly her tongue and lips were difficult to move.

Why am I suddenly like this? The woman did not appear to be threatening.

"I'm sorry? Can we help you?" Seeing the guest before him not answering, the woman frowned. He stared anxiously, let alone the figure covered in a hood in front of him was holding a child who was asleep.

That look. Shawn's heart was beating fast. Though not intended to, the gaze cast by the receptionist reminded Shawn of Shawn's most frequent and most hated gaze. The gaze that seemed to imply 'why is that 'shit' here?'.

Amidst the long silence that enveloped, a voice suddenly rang out that made the two humans flinch, "Room!"

Shawn reflex turned his head, none other than the child who was in his arms—entah since when he was awake. "Please give Rein and Brother a nice room yes, Miss Beautiful," said the boy with both corners of his lips held high. The two neutrals were deliberately opened wide, adding to the priesthood that was imprinted on her tiny face.

The deg! The green-haired woman was stunned, her chest pounding until she could hear her own heartbeat. Both her cheeks are heating up. I don't know, hearing the praise that the little boy made, it felt as if his soul was being flown up to the 7th heaven. "Alright, one room for this cute kid!" she said, struggling with some paper, but moments later she stopped and looked back at Shawn. "Sorry sir, what's your name?"

"Well, Mr. Shawn," the woman nodded as she wrote, then handed over the half-rusted metal-coated key. "The total overnight stay is 50,000 Joules."

"O-oh..," Shawn stuttered once again. He just remembered that at this time he did not bring anything, including money.

The boy who seemed to be able to read Shawn's mind snorted, then looked back at the virgin with his sweet smile. "Gorgeous Miss, my sister is too tired to focus on doing anything. Can we pay for the lodging tomorrow?"

"We promise not to run away..," the boy blinked the net, making the green-haired woman's heart explode with her faith, "yes...?"

"Sure! Sure was! Room 203 on the 2nd Floor!" Completely in the power of the boy's priesthood, the woman immediately handed the key to Shawn. But again the young man stuttered, even just staring at the key that was proffered. Irritated to see the slow Shawn, the boy finally accepted. "Thank you, Miss Beautiful!" he said it last time while commenting on the brightest smile he had.

THE DUAR!

Shawn seemed to be able to see smoke from the explosion in the woman's head. The woman immediately turned around and gripped the chest, trying to control the heart that was so weak would this 'cute' child before her.

"Well, big brother, can we go now? Rein's sleepy...." Now the boy turned to Shawn, staring straight into the blue net as if implying 'quickly yes and we go, I'm already very sleepy!'

***

"HAHAHAHAHA....!" I don't know how long the sound of heavy laughter has been blaring in the ears of two humans who are trying to fall asleep. All sources of lighting have been completely extinguished, remaining a full moon that illuminates the room from behind the window. "What the fuck is this, son? You lost to this little kid just ordering a room?"

When humans and fransbeasts interweave nitrogium, it means that they share power with each other and thus, no matter how far apart they are, their souls are always connected, as they are now. Fransbeast and his master can communicate by telepathy, but in the case of these three creatures is quite unique because the fransbeast interweaves nitrogium with 2 humans at once, so that the two humans can also telepathize each other.

Wavy wrinkles etched on Shawn's forehead. Spontaneous pair of blue beads were exposed. How dare a fransbeast scoff at him!

But before Shawn could reply, Rein said lazily, "Don't make fun of him. He's only been living alone in the woods for 5 years, it's only natural not to know."

Shawn's reflex turned to the black-haired boy lying on the bed a few steps next to him, as did Eloise, who had no voice.

Silence ambushed between the pair of fransbeast and human until the seconds of the rotating clock was heard clearly.

"Son, are you aware of what you just said?" after a long silence, Eloise ventured to ask. Shawn gulped, waiting for the answer the boy gave.

First, a snort sounded from the boy's lips. Then Rein turned around, choosing to lie down against the wall. "Aren't you the Fourth Prince who lived in the Roldwix Forest for these few years?"

Deg.

A pair of beads as blue as the night sky in winter were perfectly rounded, staring at Rein's late-goal back as if to hole him. A wide variety of thoughts and assumptions eat away at the head.

How did the boy know?

If he knows, why are you still following me?

What possible...

"Duke Lawrencium's son said that earlier. 'Prince of Shit Carrier'. Who else could it be if not the Fourth Prince?" the black-haired boy first replied still facing the wall, not even looking at Shawn. "Then I had a chance to look at it earlier when Master carried me, silver hair and blue eyes that only one person in this kingdom had."

The astonishment approached again, until it was solved by Shawn's cynical laughter. This time, the boy turned his head, looking straight at the pair of jet-blue eyeballs.

"If you know who I am, why are you still following me? Aren't you afraid of getting shit?"

Rein blinked, staring at the young man's goal lying across there. "No, I don't care because I don't need luck. Before I met you, my life was unlucky, it wouldn't change much just by meeting you."

The two pairs of eyes returned while staring silently, leaving behind the crackle of night bugs outside that filled the silence.

"You're a really disrespectful kid" Shawn said before turning the boy upside down.

"Yes?" spontaneously the upset boy was told that. "Indeed why if the Lord is a prince, isn't calling 'master' to the fourth prince more than polite, Lord Jinxed Prince?"

"Here you go, go to sleep" instead of replying to Rein, Shawn told him to sleep in an overpowered voice. "From tomorrow you will work hard, so prepare your strength tonight."

Again Rein was successfully made to blink a few times. It took the boy a few seconds to digest Shawn's sentence, rounding out the perfect net, and then exclaiming, "No!"

Rein jumped off the mattress, ran a little over the creaking wooden floor, then jumped right over Shawn's body, making the young man cough for it. "No! Not want! I don't want to work!" exclaim the boy while tugging at the robe that Shawn was wearing.

"H-hey, stop.." said Shawn as he felt the veil covering his face begin to unfold.

Sretti.

After being pulled a few times, finally the hood that covered the fourth prince's face was fully revealed. With the help of the full moonlight that broke through the window, Rein could clearly see the beautiful silver strands of hair that had been hiding behind the hood, as well as a pair of jet blue eyeballs as blue as the night sky in winter. He could also see clearly how pale and thin the face of the young man who had been with him all day.

Seeing the boy staring at the monster, Shawn pulled back his hood to cover his face. "You said you didn't care, but did you start worrying about your luck after seeing my face?"

Hearing Shawn's words, Rein regained his senses, shaking his head. "No, not that!" said it. "Different from what is said.., the face of the Master..it looks ordinary, like a normal human being!"