Chapter 83 : Finally there was the last element...

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Much to my immense chagrin, he ended up being quick to spot the fact that I was Japanese, mentioning that my dialect matched with one born from the Kanto region.

This very detail left me perplexed and unnerved, as I noticed that from such a flimsy quirk of my speech the young man had managed to gain a dangerously close triangulation of where I lived.

It proved that a mask just wasn't enough to keep others from making progress in learning about my secret, giving me even more reason to put more efforts in the preservation of my identity.

Thus I forced myself to adopt a more easy-going attitude towards him, my teasing mannerism increasing exponentially considering the need to hide my proper behavior.

I channeled my inner Tobi, trying to be a 'good boy', but ending up messing around with Vali when the situation allowed for these swift moments to exist.

I did get him quite incensed more than once during those, but I backed away quickly enough before genuinely offering him a reason to truly retaliate over my 'childish manners'.

This kind of act from my part was subsequently reinforced and shaped when I also took steps to make amend over the little issues I had created with Armaros.

At first the man was distrustful of my honesty, but soon I became an essential component in his re-enactments and testing of new scenes for any Tokusatsu series that was currently available.

It was easy for me to try any of the scenes, old and new ones, from the Power Rangers as I knew those the most, while I found myself having some difficulty to get to enact some of the scripts for the Kamen Rider series.

I had heard of this one too, I had seen some episodes as well, but the Power Rangers had been part of my childhood back in my first life.

Mom would always berate me for being too hasty with dinner all for the sake of never miss any release of the series.

Perhaps I should consider watching both once more for some new material, maybe to come up with some flashy BS I could use against any opponent.

If there was something that I had been quick to learn about 'making use of these lessons' from Armaros, was that I could implement some charismatic nonsense to confuse my enemies in the middle of a battle.

It was an odd thing to learn, but considering how effective my Jojo references had been early on, I could see why adding more crap to my memey repertoire would only end up helping me in the long run.

Finally there was the last element that gave me much to think about in these last few days here in Germany.

Ingvild was rather reserved with her words despite the fact that she had felt safe with the group. She had learned about our names pretty quickly, the meaning of both Vali's and my codename, and that Grigori would provide for some good conditions once the mission was concluded.

With Azazel having planned to have the young Leviathan to accompany Armaros back to the main headquarters, there was no way for her to be kidnapped by the Khaos Brigade again.

Her safety was secured, but her trust surprisingly enough was limited to just me during her stay at the flat.

She wouldn't shy away from sparing a couple of answers to the Grigori's Cadre, but the real time she would show much more of her personality was while I was around.

I thought it to be correlated to the fact I had been the one to keep her away from the direct presence of danger, perhaps my first interactions imprinting well with the fact I was genuine with my comforting words back then.

The lavender-haired girl would offer some interesting tales from her past, mentioning multiple times about her memories connected to the seaside city she had been living in her childhood… and then when everything startled to crumble about her.

It was surprising to learn from her when she finally 'woke up' from her illness, referencing to the curse that got her in a millennia-long slumber.

Katarea had been the one to find her, sending her as a prisoner to Cao Cao to see the pretender to her rightful position killed at once.

Much to the bespectacled moron, her cousin somehow was spared by Ophis herself. Maybe it was connected to her Sacred Gear, the one that had been activated prematurely compared to canon, but the Infinity Dragon was keen to see her kept around and well taken care about.

It was odd to imagine Ophis genuinely putting some of her interest in a simple being like the innocent girl without any further reason, and the 'Nereid Kyrie' theory seemed to hold well for that kind of reasoning.

With her tales of her past, I decided to offer a couple of my own tales without mentioning too many names.

I was quick to explain to her how I wasn't supposed to give out my real name or anything that could connect my secret identity to the one of 'Hekishoku'.

The girl understood quickly, yet Ingvild wouldn't shy away from offering some pestering to get some of my own stories.

To her it was new amusement, the entertaining nature of my daily life somehow getting a couple of giggles out of her as we enjoyed the couple of pauses I was granted in between the various patrol sessions.

Vali was the one that kept away from interacting much with the young woman, the only motivation that I could see as a strong possibility being Albion's own distrust over the powerful Sacred Gear Ingvild was the host of.

It was a legitimate concern and, to be incredibly fair over the matter, I found it even more amusing to see the young Lucifer, someone that was known to not get threatened by anyone (except people far beyond his current capacities), was actually having trouble staying in the same room with the quiet lady.

Not only her politeness reinforced the mirthfulness of the whole situation, but Vali's tension when he was forced to sit at the table, fairly close to the girl, was just top entertainment.

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