Hide and Night(seek)er?

Much of Oboro’s former training as an assassin had no application in the real world, sharpened senses being one of the exceptions. Yet it seemed as if it had been playing tricks on him ever since he decided to depart for Lemuria alone. First it had been the pitter-patter of small footsteps, then it was a soft and suddenly hushed hum…he could have sworn he had glimpsed a bit of something blonde and white vanishing behind a corner too the other day.

The details didn’t match up. It couldn’t possibly have been a monster given the level of security and whatever it was couldn’t have been a fellow adventurer due to its light footfall. The only explanation that seemed to fit was that a child had somehow gotten abroad the Maginia, this child had seen it fit to follow him like a lost bird and he or she had eluded all the guards in the process.

‘…Nngh.’ By Yggdrasil’s grace, had he lost his mind this much after temporarily suspending his guild? Setting aside the absurdity that a child could be this wily, he couldn’t imagine why one would stalk him so tenaciously (He could however chew through another plant stalk while ruminating on it) much less persist after a few days. Perhaps it was a ghost that wanted something from him?

‘I’ll just go to sleep early. Maybe it’ll go away…’ It was scarcely five seconds before Oboro walked away while rubbing his head when the child in question stepped out in the open, head tilted as he watched the man trudging off to the inn.