—It seems the Protector mentioned that it’s better not to wander around here at night, just in case something comes from beyond the mountains. —Or “someone,” he remembered again. —But it’s better not to think about it… Hmm, “Clans,” with all due respect, are statistically-abstract people; for them, such a matter is just dry figures in a report and during investigative activities. I believe that in such matters, personal interest brings more benefit! —slightly embarrassed, he hastily adds: —And when did this happen at all? Maybe you met her the day before, or heard something about her from the locals? People live here in isolation; every rumor, whether you want it or not, is remembered.
- I don’t know the details. Hmm, although, Taipei told me something interesting about a month ago. Ah, Taipei is one of the locals, a hunter. So, he said that a girl from the observatory asked him a strange question when he last visited. “Tell me, is my head really in the right place? Really, really?” I have no idea what that could mean.
Added 4 minutes later
“Wow, I guess I should have gone into the kunoichi class,” he thinks, but says:
- It’s better this way than getting stabbed in the stomach, believe me. Come on, capitalize on your success.