Chapter 5: Tuare
Ninya stepped through the gate. It was te at night when she heard the call. She simply couldn’t believe it though. Her sister was alive. At least, that was what her goddess had said. Of course, she trusted the word of the deity that held her faith, yet it was hard to believe still.
She looked around the pce that she had stepped into. It was a rather clean little manor. In fact, in was cleaner than any other manor that she had seen. At least, when compared to any of the other manors of the kingdom.
The walls and flooring were made of bright wood. The stairs seemed barely worn. In effect, it gave the building a rather new feeling air. It was nice.
As she was looking around, she noticed something. Or someone rather. Ninya felt her breath hitch. The air grew cold, and her hackles raised on the back of her neck. Her eyes locked onto a pair on the top of the stairs.
It was her, it was her sister. Her hair was just as pretty as when she had seen her st. Her face was just a wholesome as she had seen it st. She stood a bit more timidly than when she had seen her, all those years ago. Yet, she was still utterly recognizably her sister.
They simply stood there, looking upon each other as no words passed between them. The air felt heavy. Like there was a tension that you could cut with a knife.
It was then that Ninya felt her eyes grow wet. Her vision turned blurry, and she nearly fell as she took a step forward. Tuare, too, had tears in her eyes. She took another step, then rushed up the stairs. Her voice came out in sobs, and she grabbed her older sister in a rough hug.
Tuare nearly couldn’t believe it as well. Her sister was well and fine. Sure, she looked a bit older. Yet she was her sister that she recalled all the same. She missed her. She had missed her dearly.
Sebas had been standing behind the girl, Tuare, since they had taken a step outside of the room. Solution was busy with cleaning the room, so he was here to see their reunion. It was nearly enough to make a grown man cry. Yet, he didn’t he simply looked at this, and smiled.
Joy filled his heart, after all this was a rather happy reunion. Yet he still had to stay professional. So, he simply stood behind the young dy Tuare. It also looked like Miss Ninya hadn’t even seen him, at all.
For about a minute, they stayed like that. The both of them hugging each other as if the rest of the world didn’t exist at all. Soon though, the sound of the guest room’s door opening and closing drew them from their own minds.
Solution looked at all this. While she herself didn’t care much for humans, she didn’t hate them to the same level as her sister Narberal. In fact, she liked some humans. Mainly the ones that had sworn themselves to her master and goddess, Momonga.
So, she was somewhat happy that Ninya had found her sister again. Even if it was probably going to bring some forms of trouble along for the ride. She didn’t really mind, after all, she could simply kill them. Of course, she couldn’t get reckless, but that was a line of thought for another time.
“Oh, and what’s happening here? a reunion between two sisters?” she asked in her sultry voice, “am I interrupting?” she continued, knowing full well she was; the tease.
“No,” Nina said, her voice meek as she tried to hold back from crying again, “We probably should talk now, and stop dawdling in the middle of the hallway,” she said, and Tuare nodded er head.
It was then that they moved the meeting room, that one with the coffee table in the middle. The two sisters held each other’s hands and they walked, eager to feel each other’s presences. They hadn’t been in the same pce, let alone room as each other for years, after all.
After going down the hallway, they arrived in the room and sat down. Ninya and Tuare sat down next to each other, while Sebas poured some tea for the two of them, and Solution got to setting up some cookies for them. It was strange, to Tuare and a little bit to Ninya. Tuare had never actually had people wait on her like this, and Ninya had never had a battle maid act like this around her either.
“This is so strange,” Ninya said as solution sat down and grabbed a cookie from the pte, “the only times a battle maid has ever been around me, it was for teasing me about my ft chest,” Ninya giggled.
“Lupisregina does love to tease. She was made that way,” Solution said, her face giving way to a smile as she thought of her sister.
“Battle maids?” Tuare questioned, her ears not having heard the word before, she asked the question.
“Oh? Have you been told yet?” Ninya asked, while looking at her, then gncing at the two servant NPCs, “I guess not. Sebas is the leader of the battle maids, and Solution here is none of them. They serve the goddess that I serve as well,” she expined, yet all she got was a confused head tilt.
“I don’t mean to be rude Ninya, but have you joined a cult?” she asked, and Solution gave the young dy a scolding look, and she withered under the gre.
Sebas put a pcating hand on Solutions shoulder, and shook his head softly when she looked at him. She pouted cutely, but still pulled back into her chair. Sebas let out a slightly exasperated sigh at that, then spoke.
His voice was calm. It reminded Tuare of when she had first woken up. Which wasn’t that long ago, yet she still was incredibly thankful to him. she was thankful of him for reuniting her and her sister together, of course. Yet she was also thankful for other things as well.
“We serve that Goddess Momonga. She is the goddess of death and the end times. Our Lady has recently started to branched out into the Re-Estize kingdom,” he expined, and Tuare nodded her head.
“Why do you worship her, though?” Tuare asked still slightly confused, “Where did you hear about her, even?” she asked again, her tone of voice questioning.
“That’s because I was killed, but she resurrected me and killed the woman who originally killed me,” Nina said, then winced, “Though, she did also resurrect that woman so she could repent after the fact,” she expined, and Tuare winced as well.
“Okay,” Tuare said, “but what has happened to you now that you’re here? tell me everything that’s happened to you,” she said, her tone of voice excited to hear about her younger sister’s life.
The rest of day was spent with Ninya describing her life from where they had been separated. It took a great deal of time to expin everything. Yet, by the end of it, tears of joy and happy ughs were spreading between the two girls.
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