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Every night seemed the same, going on an endless search to find a demon worthy of his time and take them down but they had not been there. He had searched his father’s territories high and low yet every demon that crossed his path were clear disappointments. Jakken walked along side of him, seeing the clear disappointment on his master’s face. ‘M’lord maybe we should rest a while, I know you are on this mission and wish to see it through but don’t you think that maybe four nights without rest is enough?’ The smaller demon that was always by his side asked. 

The younger girl that hung onto his shall and was always by his side now as well seemed to almost nod in agreement. This was a long journey that they were going on together and there needed to be time put into actually resting so that he was at the top of his game. ‘Lord Sesshomaru as much as I hate to admit it Jakken is right, you have been traveling for too long without proper sleep and rest if you keep going on much longer you are going to get hurt....plus something to eat wouldn’t hurt.’ The young girl mentioned, her voice a bit muffled from the fur on his shall but he understood her all the same. The demon lord stopped in his tracks, perhaps it was time for them to slow down a bit and get some much needed rest. 

“If you two believe that this is the appropriate step into keeping me in top condition then I have no choice but to concede.” He paused to take a deep breath and let out a small sigh, he hated resting but he knew it was the right thing to do at this point. It was warm enough and the sky was clear to where they did not need to seek refuge in a camp and could sleep amongst the stars. The white haired demon looked around not only to make sure they weren’t being followed but to find a spot that would be fitting enough to where they could all rest. His eyes fell upon a set of trees that almost looked like they were built into a form of shelter, a perfect place for them to stay for just the evening. 

An anon asked me the same question so I’ll answer for both:

“S-sir.” She timidly called out, looking around the place, she held the container of food in her arms there was a cover on top so she didn’t spill the food when running

She could feel her heart racing from the slight fear she is having a tiny panic attack

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“Over here,” Koumei said, glancing over at Airis, then back to Taimei, before realizing that something was wrong. Looking back over at his personal, Koumei realized that she wasn’t someone who dealt with birds well. It wasn’t uncommon, and part of the reason so few people were allowed near his birds. Their unease made his pigeons uneasy. Still, he spent time up here. She needed to at least get used to this flock.

Melvin was one of those 'troubled students' in Domino akademii. Not so great scores, detention at least few times a week. Most people were rather avoiding him to avoid problems as well but there was another reason.

Melvin unlike most students had more exotic looks. He himself was born and raised in Japan but his parents came from Egypt. They moved to Japan in days of their youth and started their life and family there. But because of his genetics Melvin was standing out even more and many people were afraid of him because of his looks alone.

However Melvin didn't care about other people. His mind was occupied with grief after his parents died and he had no idea how to deal with it. So he was often just angry and alone.

Airis looked at him shocked, “Why do you think that?.” She asked, tilting her head to the side. She looked away from him for a little while, “I am not that skilled.” She said, looking back at him.

She wasn’t expected him to ask that question, she waited for more questions if there are some more, she stared down at her hand, it wasn't hurting anymore, it wasn’t twitching, Was it bad that she saved him, of course, it was, but why did she.

She looked at him once more, “Would you like to um sit down?.” She asked, offering a spot on her bed.

She leaned against the wall as she sat there quietly, waiting.

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“It’s suspicious to have tools that match with an assassin’s --- specifically, the bow, and the arrows with fletching matching that of those collected from the attempt last night. There was also a bag, which is being searched as we speak,” Koumei said, settling on the bed next to Iris. He was lying about the bag. They would search it in a more secure and isolated location, since explosives were in the mix.

“As I’m sure you remember, it is unsafe for us to have dangerous people running around the palace. If you know anything about the assassin from last night, it would be best to bring that information forward. As it is, the evidence against you specifically is great enough that we could execute you on justified suspicions. If you are not the assassin, it would be a greatly unpleasant experience to have your innocent life stolen. If you are... I suspect you will likely face severe punishment for failing thus far.

She wanted to ask, what now, but she didn’t have that right to ask, so she decided to do what every skilled assassin would do, she put on a brave face and will accept any punishment Lord Koumei. She stayed quiet, something she learned to do well when she was waiting for others to speak.

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“I understand. Sometimes, it is necessary to lie. As for being ‘good as dead,’ I have a way to help you with that. You protected me when you shouldn’t have. You mention your emotions now.” Koumei released Airis from the portal, letting her stand on her own.

If she kills her uncle when he is coming after her, then Koumei is safe, she’s killed before, yeah of course she has. As she sat there quietly, she thought of the rules she learned when she was with the group. Trying to see if she could use one against her uncle. Somehow, she needed to take her uncle away from here, away from Koumei

He was right, she had fallen in love with Koumei, how could he just blurt that out in front of her when he is in earshot, she couldn’t help wonder what Koumei thought about that, about her feelings towards him.

Elliot is in the woods, watching Koumei, waiting for a chance to strike he decided to go after Koumei since Airis is guarded, He got his arrow ready, taking aim then shooting. He watched, waiting for it to hit this prince, He was far in the woods to be seen or heard, “Come on, connect.” He whispered.

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It did connect, sort of. The arrow arced through the open window next to Koumei’s desk, zipping in just as he pulled back to stretch. Instead of pinning his arm to his chest and piercing his heart, the head sliced open his chest deeply.

“Aaargh!” Koumei screamed, flying back. He was wounded! Shaking his head to regain his senses, Koumei glanced at the arrow. The fletching was the same. He immediately equipped Dantalion, prepared to fight this enemy head-on --- sort of. The armor hid his injury, but Koumei could feel the blood pumping out. He looked out in the direction of the arrow, locating a human presence among the trees, armed with a bow.

Found him.

Koumei ported to the barracks.

“I need ten of you armed. Now!” Immediately, every soldier inside pulled on half armor and tied on their swords. Several also grabbed bows.

“There’s an assassin in the woods. You’re going in in pincer formation.” When the soldiers nodded, Koumei sent three archers and seven swordsmen to the assassin. This was it: this was the final confrontation.

He hoped.