Chapter 5:Saya the spirit

*Howl* *Howl* *Howl*

In the end I didn't reach any kind of town, city or anything remotely resembling civilization as I walked along the river. 

After several hours of walking and although my physical condition didn't decline or show any sign of fatigue, a strange thing even with all my world travel history, I had to stop as night fell and create a small campfire while cooking some fish to eat even though I don't feel the need. 

"Ha... This reminds me of traveling through the forests of America, trees and you and nothing else... what a bore."

"I can help you with that young fox."

I wanted to scream like a crazy bitch, I have to admit, but my thick face worked on multiple times from ignoring idiots yelling at you in other languages kicks in and makes me come out of this situation like a whole man. 

"Who are you and why are you calling me that too?"

"It was unnecessary for me to throw the sword, now I am Saya clouded fang pod."

What? It was obvious that if some kind of spirit appears from the sword, even if I keep my face stoic my body is honest. Justifying the action of my body I looked towards the being that speaks, it was something that falls into the category of spirit popularly. He was small about 30cm long white hair with elongated ears, beard of the same color that reaches his chest, a white yukata dresses him and has the appearance of a grandfather. 

"Oh good, the weird sword now has a magic scabbard. This has already gotten weirder than hallucinogens in the Amazon jungle, anyway... why that calling me a fox?"

"Because you're a fox demon, although I've never seen one around these parts and even less in male form, it can even be said that you're one of the strongest I've seen, even having 7 tails."

Saya the self-proclaimed spirit of the sheath, returned to the campfire floating in the air gently and behind him follows the cloudy fang sword. To kill the anxiety that this whole situation is generating in me I start to devour the fish that are still left to the fire. 

"Heh, heh, wait I want too".

"Spirits don't eat, cham, cham, provecho and now go to sleep."

Yes, I'm avoiding the subject and so what! Ignorance is bliss and I'm most likely going to wake up in a hospital bed tomorrow, then to sleep. 

"Don't go to sleep... Hey there are important things to talk about."

"If you're here by tomorrow, sure."

Ignoring the spirit being pulling my shoulders in an attempt to lift me from my slumber, I let the realm of the unconscious take power over me before falling into a deep slumber. 

Saya pov. 

"Why must all demons be so hard headed."

This situation of not being listened to reminds me of when the master was dealing with other demons, them and their inordinate pride, although he seems to be more in denial than proud at the moment. 

"But who cares, now I won't have to stay in that pod at all times and clouded fang is in good hands..."

Moving my hand a bit I moved clouded fang closer to where the fox is sleeping, this to use the remaining aura as a neutralizer and calming for the sword that has been quiet these hours. 

"Well, I should sleep too, the aura naturally released by these two should ward off any weak humans or demons."

Taking a look around and confirming that there is no danger, I re-enter the sheath to rest while recharging my energy.