Chapter two. Playing Inspired.

Ibis's spirit appeared and took control of Kanon's body so that only her mistress could say what she was saying and move Kanon's body only if she decided to do so thanks to the power of her ancestral spirit.

Ibis: It is time to end the link of destiny, Kanon.

A man in a kimono covering his hands with long sleeves, he was standing with his eyes closed thinking— (How strange my predictions have vanished). That man is the link between fate and Kanon's childhood friend.

Kanon: Aaron — In thoughts, Kanon exclaimed to Aaron— (Go away!)

He opened one eye and grinned open-mouthed showing his sharp right tooth with a wink to say hello:

Aaron: Hala! Hi Kanon!

Aaron quickly noticed the woman behind Kanon and changed his expression to an annoyed expression as he exclaimed:

Kanon: You!!

The woman hugged Kanon from behind her and put her head on her shoulder while she caressed his cheek to cheek to later comment:

Ibis: To that, it is not a pretty reunion of him.

Aaron crossed his arm and feigned a calm expression, but you could tell he was concerned as he said sarcastically:

Aarón: AHA.... If you don't tell me, I won't notice — As Aaron said it, he saw Kanon's eyes — I'm not going to let him control you. I'll save you! - (Interrupt)

Kanon: Go away!

Kanon while he said to Aaron. His mind was being altered by the curse of Arboka the spirit of change of will. But there were still little thoughts in Kanon that said:

(Escape !! Before I lose my last fragment of consciousness!)

Ibis frowned as she said angrily—

Ibis:... —With a darkened face and a wrinkled frown —All that loyalty shit gives me !! ...

The woman raising her forehead and her eyes showed in complex anger and thus finish her comment

Ibis: Yuck !! Kill the Arboka !!

Aaron tries to persuade his friend

Aaron: Kanon reacts! Hears?!

The Kanon that Aaron knew had been locked up since his mind was not his, it was Arboka's, the only thing that remained was the last expression of absolute sadness from him and the last words from him with a pained expression.

Kanon: Sorry ...

Ibis: Let's see how loyal you are Aaron, Arboka give him a weapon!

Aaron: —Despite and scream— You don't have to do this Kanon! Fight against that spirit !! -

Kanon interrupts—

Arboka (In Kanon's body): If I win, I can be with Ibis !! —He phrased words that collided into a thought— (I will keep my promise!)

Author's note: This thought was once from Kanon, but Arboka also wanted to fulfill a similar promise with his mistress because of that, The future and past thoughts of the protagonist collided thus losing consciousness of him.

Arboka had taken out of his body a rusty machete with his hands occupied, the machete held it with his tongue similar to that of a real snake throwing it at Kanon.

The rural landscape and everyone's silence.

Kanon lost control being an ordinary human she had resisted but Arboka took her deepest wishes and with a dominant tone and with a pale and dark face she took Arboka's machete and swayed throwing a blow because she was not used to the body or because she was very close to his subject, Aaron, knowing the movements of the novices, leaned back to recite his spirit with his last Ancestral powers.

Aaron: Koi Mamoru! —He exclaims with one eye closed and a frown.

An iron shield appears in Aaron's hands and he holds it firmly with his right hand,

While adopting a dominant position, Feel the wind from the fist and throw his head vertically while tilting his head back and in doing so he would take Kanon's hand that would be above him, He would throw him to his forehead and hit him with his elbow to the neck while whispering to himself:

Aaron: Sorry friend. —Aarón at the end of the sentence, the young boy begins to close his eyes to become unconscious ...

And he would take it by the shirt and then accommodate his shield and hug Kanon's faint body to put it on the nearest tree.

The vile woman would frown, And she would give a reluctant sigh.

Ibis: —The woman's look looked annoyed with a touch of concern with a darkened look and this she exclaims— You don't know how much I hate you !!

The wind was blowing and the man in the kimono with the scarf was glaring with a ghoulish grin and gray hair sticking out of his forehead.

Aaron: I agree with you !!

Mutually these two prepare to kill each other while Ibis's snake was knocked out due to her new body being equally unconscious ...

A strange slowness begins to be seen and heard on the pc rubbing her eyes with strange strangers, stretching myself to relax the tension and thus staring at the computer fixedly again.

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- ... He exclaims with one eye closed and a frown Fefnir looked silently with wrinkled eyebrows, When it takes 3min, he opens his mouth and widens his eyes while listening to him.

turn off the air and exclaim fed up:

-... !! Don't fuck around! "As he said it he rose abruptly from his chair.

Raven hearing him so angry is surprised and moves the door a little causing it to make a huge squeak and Fefnir notices it and thinks— (I heard a huge sound behind me) —To turn around and look at the door where Raven was watching him.

Fefnir stared with his mouth open with a slight blush, Surprised to see his master while his hair moved by his movement showing his eye always covered

-...? - He looked confused at his master -

Raven would adorably apologize trying to cover up the awkward moment:

-Excuse me for interrupting you, I just ... I wanted to know if you have - The one who would interrupt his butler with a question with a face shocked by the daring of his master -

"What?" "No," Fefnir tried to articulate words but he was tangled up by what happened and ended up asking him, "How long have you been watching me !?

Raven would pout and close her right eye with a mini blush, trying to avoid the question with another question:

- I just wanted to know: If you have a good game, that you are not playing so that you can lend it to me? "As he said this he thought to himself" (Who would think that he would have to give him an excuse, swallow me the dirt!)

Fefnir noticing his master lengthening the question puts his arms together with a mocking expression showing his malice tooth making a sound — Jo — While he asks a question with a mocking tone:

-And since when does my master like romantic games with science fiction? - He accentuates the following sentences -You suddenly became sentimental, He !? ~

He was offended with the tone that Fefnir asked him the question and frowned somewhat annoyed and said irritably:

- I like science fiction! What's wrong with you !? - Her tooth of greed for him showed when she spoke and a hysterical vein began to show.

Fefnir, seeing his master agitated, tries to persuade him but could not raise his hands due to the tension of the moment.

"Ah ..."

-Quiet was b! -Who is also interrupted by his master -

- And believe it or not, I do like romance!

The charming butler gaped open-mouthed with his right fang exposed and came out an '' Oh ... '' in a tender

blush — While Raven looked on saddened by his strange confession, With her mouth closed and the

left fang revealed. After a moment he felt an endearing desire to laugh at the comment, taking a deep breath to laugh at the top of his lungs:

- Haha haha, That serious expression because of this !? Really? What a joke I don't believe it.

- Stop laughing!!

At the carelessness of the butler, he was cornered and staring into the eyes of his master, And he would be worried about his eyes.

- I'll take your tongue out if you laugh at me again!

Young man? - (Young master's gaze is different and that ...) Master?

When the Lord calmed down, his previously sharp and lifeless pupils returned to normal in a blink so that after 4 seconds he moved his hand and moved away from him a little.

- I am sorry. Hehe-

"..." Handshake.

- I got carried away, Heh ...

My master took his elbow in a rare wink to speak to me with a smile.

- Yes, from now on, we are going to be master and servant we have to get along— Don't you think?

Raven smiled at me with a slightly forced expression but for some reason, he didn't feel as uncomfortable as he seems. Which he would not notice much because he was concentrating more on breathing in shock with a face like D:

(It scares me a lot more now that he's told me that.)

"Will you lend me a game?" He says it with a closed-eyed smile.

The clueless butler thought about it so well that he even put himself in the pose of the thinker and began to imagine his options.

A. I don't give it to you.

Perspective: You won't lend me a game! Then you are of no use to me!

B. I better give it to him.

Perspective: Thanks, I'll give it back to you in a month over there.

He chose option B as if he were playing a survival game insistently.

- I'll lend you this one! Voucher! (I'll lend you a game for the sake of my life.)

"Thank you ..."

- I love that game, take good care of it, please ...

(Now that I have been thinking about when he smiles, it can really be seen ...) —He looks again with great astonishment— (Female)

Noting that she was looking at him a lot she made a somewhat comical expression I love her so that the next moment she shook her head as if saying (No, No, No!) In her mind.

-? Does something happen? Young master.

- Ju— It's nothing!

(My master tends to become so bipolar sometimes I still don't understand why) -...? - (Why isn't he leaving yet?) - He sees his master worried about his hair and for some reason he wanted to touch his hair-

Why do you care, Now about his hair if you can tell?

"If I don't..." She makes a dramatic face and a darkened expression and continues, "My mother wants to cut my hair!"

"..." He was looking at his master with a What?

For a few seconds, Fefnir was silent, until a cold answer came to him:

- Really?! Only that?

And this one put on an even more dramatic face — He wants to cut it Cryllin-style permanently — He says it dry and he sounded a bit worried—

Mm... "Fefnir stared at him unpublished while he thought— (Let's think with a cool head how my bald master would look like that Crellin)

When Fefnir tries to think it coldly, he sees him bald with a particular shine and remembered Avatar Ank and drew a laugh with a smile with thought again— (It doesn't look as bad as it seems) -

Raven interrupts his thoughts by mentioning something annoying—

- What's that laugh about?

And he only says it with a kind and sincere smile — You don't look as bad as you think — Closing his eyes in a smile with a blush on his cheeks—

Raven, when she finished listening to Fefnir seriously, began to redden her cheeks to soon turn her back silently to her servant while she thought— (Why does he have to be so positive in such intimate moments) —His mouth opened and closed showing his fang of malice—

"I-I'd better retire!" I avoid the compliment somewhat nervously "Thanks for the game!"

Oh? "He responds having an idea of ​​the situation." Isn't that the biggest problem Young Master has?

I remain silent with thoughts like (This is bad, You found out— Or what do I say?) - He looked without grimaces due to the shock— (How did you find out?)

Noticing that his master had put on a predictable expression he smiles gloomily— (He was right, heh!?)

Seeing his ghoulish grin, his shoulders dropped and his shirt slipped off his shoulders and it darkened his face and his skin blanched like paper. So was the shock she felt at Fefnir's unpredictable expression that his soul left his body prowling—

-A-Ah...! -Her soul of him all scared of him returns to his body with a moan like this "I don't want to see that macabre smile yet! Nooo—! "

"Well," His smile faded when he asked the question while he crossed his arms "Tell me the truth."

His ghoulish smile from hers faded when she asked him the question as he crossed his arms. "Tell me the truth."

-I'll tell you if you promise not to make that creepy face again ... -Meanwhile she adjusted his shirt -

- ...

-Sighs-

- Well, I ...

"He puts his right hand on her hip with a blush on his face." I'll tell you but promise me not to tell my mother. "He loses her position, blushing even more." Or ...

He bows his head, sorry as he clenches his knuckles nervously. And then he lifts her up with energy.

- I'll fire you!