Laon Hiljo

Sooo in case if anyone wanna know where I’ve been. Discord. xD

Sooo in case if anyone wanna know where I’ve been. Discord. xD

Sooo in case if anyone wanna know where I’ve been. Discord. xD

Sooo in case if anyone wanna know where I’ve been. Discord. xD

“Visiting someone….” Well, it was none of his business what the other will do. “Hm, the city is still growing. Had the person told you how to get to their place?”

“….” He definitely heard a tap. The person was pointing at something… on a supposed map. That was visual. The chachaoong sighed slightly just under his breath. “I’ll need the name of the place. I might know where.” It wasn’t like he cannot read a map. He had wandered around the city enough times with someone to know what was where.

Ah, it’s difficult to lie during questions, but the assassin would just have to avoid the details as usual. They had given him a map with directions, but it was helping about as much as the map he was trying to show the other; not a lot.

Other than that, a few small notes.

“T-They did, but my memory is failing me right now,” he chuckled, granting the stranger a lie.

Kare tilted his head, confused as to why the stranger asked for the name noted on said map he had just pointed to. The assassin shrugged. He figured the stranger had his reasons.

Upon hearing about the building and its name, it was the area and the building he resided in. Then... this kid knew a neighbor of his? “I know how to get there.” He was getting an uneasy feeling. Something about this was off in some way that he can’t put into words. A gut feeling he knew all too well when something was going to happen. 

Power… Right there was some kind of music he had heard earlier. When he was in and out of his consciousness. He’ll need to take some time to make more attempts to remember that period of time. As the boy continued to talk, he was mostly silent. Mainly listening to him while standing up from the bed and then checking on himself. Hands, okay. Arms and legs, still intact. Just the internal seemed to be the only part affected now. 

But the ‘gate’ part made him scowl. “That wasn’t a gate.” And he will need to punch that idiot as soon as he ‘see’ him. He had vaguely recalled a word similar to ‘sorry’. That must be it. And the good explanation on why he was wearing a fresh set of clothes. There wasn’t any smell of blood on the bed…. So he deduced that they must have done it somewhere else. “Five hours, huh…. How much did Ho told you?” 

At the mention of food, the blind did pause a moment. He was indeed a bit hungry. “There are some leftovers in the fridge.” From the times he had ate out and hadn’t finished his food for the past few days. 

“How much… about what?” Yuuki blinked in confusion. “Ho-ssi left as soon as we finished changing your clothes and tucked you to bed.” There isn’t really anything else Ho told him. Unless if he meant about the Chachaongs and their kind. He wondered if that’s what the white haired man is talking about. 

“.... I’ll be fine.” Food was and is food. As soon as he reached to the top of the stairs, his left hand reached out to the railing against the wall and then he proceeded to head to downstairs. Once on the bottom floor, the blind headed to the kitchen. Now... what were the leftovers? Some noodle dishes and curry, last he checked. Unless a certain someone had raided his fridge.