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Mono sat down next to him, toying idly with the grass under her hand. A ridiculous exaggeration. But she laughed all the same at his teasing jab.
âOh? So youâd become a slacker without me around? Just as I thought. All the more reason for me to stay here with you.â She shot back with her own smirk. Though her expression softened when he chose to be a bit more honest and direct. âMe too⊠I wouldnât want to give up this either.â
Cerulean orbs glance at her with a softness seldom seen from the usually carefree, lackadaisical, hunter. He hates all the village rules. Hates that he gets no say in what his role is and will be in the future. Heâs not the Village Elder type, Guardian of the Sword like his father maybe. Alas Guardian of the Sword is the precursor to Village Elder.  Â
âWhat if we went together so we donât have to give anything upâ
He says anything but the only thing he doesnât want to lose is this.Â












