Chapter 150 - Questions

Then again, it seems like conversations between the two of them end up like this all the time. Jumping from random topics, and yet it feels like every conversation they have is meaningful.

"So, I've meant to ask you for a while now. Where did that knife come from?"

"What's wrong with me having a short blade?"

"A blade isn't something I expect you to have," Akito trailed off. "Then again, you did bring a bunch of strange things with you when you first came here."

Those strange things Akito is talking about are the things in her bag.

Her mouth twitched. Why does he sound sarcastic about it? Is it that unusual for her to have a knife? "Oslo gave them to me. He said that it would be better with me than with him or something."

"Well. That doesn't surprise me," Akito snorted before he murmured, "So you know him.."

Uhh, why does the mood feel tense again? Did she say something she shouldn't have? Setsura realized it was weird, so she turned back to the food and quickly started eating. 'Lately, these awkward silences happen a lot..' Maybe she should shut up when it comes to the guardians. Akito seems to act this way whenever she brings it up. So, the guardians are a sore subject for him. What else is there?

She knew he was waiting for her to speak and break the awkward silence like usual. However, right now, Setsura couldn't say anything. No words would leave her lips. She quickly closed the book and placed it behind her. After she finished her meal, she quickly stood up to fetch some water. But the moment she did, Setsura found Akito doing the same. He quietly followed her inside.

In the next moment, Setsura found herself backed against the wall. Akito's rough lips on here, he was kissing her passionately.

Akito's hands ran through her shirt, and she felt his cool hands move from her stomach to her b.r.e.a.s.ts. "Akito... "

"Are you angry?"

"You're the one who is angry," she rakes her hands through his black hair. "Nngh, your hands are cold."

A sly smile, a chuckle. "Sorry, should we move over to the bed?"

Setsura shook her head, "This is okay; it feels nice."

Akito nodded and continued touching her there as he deepened their kiss. Akito always smells of tobacco and alcohol. Those two things have naturally become apart of him. But once in a while, she would catch the faint scent of his cologne. Usually, she would dislike men who wore cologne but, it's different with Akito. She felt his lips break apart from her lips; soon, they were on her neck. Hands racked through her skirt.

'Why did she wear something so short?' While the western trend is common in the Meiji era. Wearing a skirt this short here only attracts trouble. On the way back, she did receive a lot of odd stares. Still, it's fine. Before Akito could do anything else, she hears the familiar sound of her phone. Ah!!!

Setsura pulled out her phone from her pocket. When she saw the O letter on her screen, her eyes widened. It's him? She only sent a brief message when Katakura said he would make her phone work. To think he's personally contacting her.

"A--Akito, stop for a moment."

Akito didn't and instead picked her up, "Bed."

Geez! This devil, he's a beast. Well, it should be fine. It's not like she needs to have a private conversation with Oslo. Setsura allowed him to bring her over to the bed. He continued to fool around as she clicked the answer button. "Hello?"

"Ah, Setsura-chan. It's been a while."

What's with this nonchalant tone? Or rather, her phone seemed strange. It gave off a strange glow. Setsura, however, shook off the strangeness away. "I wanted to ask you something."

"Feel free."

"What's the purpose of me having abilities? Am I supposed to fight someone? These powers I have are strong."

If it was simply solving cases, then---she could use her gun to fight. She is skilled in martial arts, it seems.

Oslo chuckles, "My, my, you really are quite the honor student, asking such questions."

"Are you making fun of me?"

"No, I understand. Well, Setsura-chan, if I told you that you had those abilities even before you time slipped - what would you say?"

Huh? She had these abilities before?

"This is just a what-if, right?"

"Yes."

Is he sure? It doesn't sound like a made-up scenario. "Ah..." Setsura felt Akito's lips on her leg. He was giving her small kisses and bites there. Her cheeks turned red, and she lost her composure completely. "What are you doing?" she hissed quietly. Setsura didn't want Oslo overhearing through the phone.

"I'm continuing my love; you look stressed out."

This guy--! But if she tells him to go away, won't he get some crazy ideas in his head again? Setsura simply murmured, "Go slower..."

"Alright."

"If I had these abilities before, wouldn't I have noticed?" Setsura asked as she turned back to the phone.

Oslo paused, "It's not that you haven't noticed before. You just don't remember right now."

"...My memories?"

"It will all come back to you soon. At the rate your remembering things, eventually, it will come to you. However, if you wish to speed up the procedure, you can directly involve yourself in more cases."

"Katakura said that too, but I don't think.."

"Setsura-chan, I already received Katakura's report. Since you want to stay, maybe it would be better for you not to remember anymore."

"Do you think I'd change my mind if I remember?"

"Yes."

'He isn't even hiding it,' Setsura thought. "Originally, I had the same opinion. Maybe something would change if I remember. But, I want to stay with Akito. That's something that won't change." She's already made her mind up on this. No matter what ends up happening.

At that comment, she felt Akito move upwards, his lips on her chest. But he wasn't fooling around anymore. He's acting like a child again.

She ran her hands through his hair and continued speaking. "Won't you tell me more? Katakura is too vague about everything. He's doing a good job with his guidance. But, I'm starved for information."

"And you don't want to pressure him?"

"Won't he get in trouble?"

Laughter escaped Oslo's lips, "And yet it's okay to ask me?"

"I know you have a high position, nngh... You can handle this, can't you?"

"I can enjoy your time with Akito."

So he knew, a deep sigh escaped her lips. "When we see each other again, I have a lot of personal questions. You'll come here, won't you?"

"Indeed, I will. The situation has gotten out of hand. If it isn't me, there will be another person."

"They keep you busy, huh?" Setsura mumbled. Though she already knew that, this is why she refrained from asking this whole time.