Event Quest:Golden Week:Marchosias
Location: Asakusa
This place is, Asakusa.
A beastman and a young child were walking together
along the lively streets of Asakusa.
......Phew. |
I fell sorry for you too child. |
As a response to Marchosias's question,
the young child shook his head without saying a word.
As much as I want to settle down now...... |
So...... |
I have stayed in this world for quite a while...... |
Thinking of the returning route,
however, the young child on his shoulder did not stir an inch.
......Hm? What's wrong child? |
Hearing Marchosias's question,
the young child shook his head violently.
Seems like the child was trying to tell he is fine.
......Are you really fine? |
Although expressing "I'm fine",
the child could be seen concerned with the surroundings.
(I didn't sense anything strange...... |
(He may just be tired. |
Marchosias was thinking of ways to reassure the young child.
At a fraction of a second where he took his eyes and alert away from the child---
"What's wrong kid? Your stomach hurt?"
A man approached the young child,
and he spoke.
---!? |
Marchosias took a huge leap,
and remained in a safe distance.
Almost immediately, he took out his sword from his hips flowingly,
thrusted it as he confronted the man.
---Who are you. |
W-what are you doing all of a sudden!! |
It is you who--- |
If you look closely,
You can see the man holding two baby onis on his hand and back.
Even though shouting in anger,
he carefully protects the babies.
(Protecting the infant before himself......) |
What do you think ya doing? |
No...... |
I did not sense any hostility from you. |
Seeing Marchosias apologize with a deep bow,
the man scratches his head uneasily.
Hmm? What, you're such an extreme guy. |
Moreover, I'm concerned about the kid you're holding. |
He looks at the young child's face anxiously.
The actions made the child feel more comfortable.
Finally there's a festival, but with your gloomy face like this, |
Festival---you say? |
......Don't tell me you didn't notice. |
Look, over there. |
Looking around,
There are some festival stall not far away.
Only hoping to return to Shinjuku as soon as possible after work,
he totally didn't notice.
...... |
Taking a glimpse of the child,
he was slightly peeping at the stalls.
Oh! Hey kiddo, |
Being talked to, the child immidiately hid behind Marchosias
as if he was being poured by water.
......My bad, did I scare you? |
Oh no, this child is a little...... |
Hm? Ok then. |
The man asked while keeping in distance with the child.
The boy hesitate for a bit, and then he nodded.
Child......!? |
Ah? Why are you so surprised? |
It is very rare, |
Moreover, for him showing his own opinion...... |
And now, he does that to a stranger like you...... |
What, you're so punctilious. |
What......!? |
Well, my kids love the festivals. |
Everytime I go to a noisy place, they'll start to cry. |
Shaking the babies as he speak,
As if responding, they giggled loudly.
Everyone enjoys. |
I have never enjoyed myself |
Protecting this child is, |
Fulfilling this wish is, |
---Never walk in the crowds. |
Festivals are of course not the option. |
Thinking this way, I have protected the child well. |
...... |
......However. |
What have I......! |
......Well, Mr. Knight. |
If the kid wants to go, |
I'm going to have a look as well, |
The man in front was a bit worried.
He was worried to the bottom of his heart,
for a child that he has just met.
Why does a man we just met,
would treat us with kindness like this......
I cannot understand.
However---his face turned funny,
as if the world has flipped around.
...... |
Marchosias looked up into the sky.
The colourful stalls, the people passing by.
The enjoying laughters of everyone.
Why did I not notice.
How much I've strained myself---
And why did I, imposed such burden to the child.
To a boy who is still so young,
in an age of great sensitivity.
......child. |
Hearing the question,
The young child blinked in surprise---
And then, he nodded slightly.
Is that so...... |
Oh! You're going? |
Indeed. |
Looking at the smile of the young child,
Marchosias started to think.
I have made my vow. |
Yes, this will not change |
Even if it is a crowded place. |
So let's get ourselves moving! |
What's wrong? |
Not "what's wrong"! |
The name is Tono Motosumi. |
Ah, my name is--- |
Blending in with the festival music,
the lively crowds and the sounds of people.
The young child proceeds slowly.
Into a crowded place he has never been into,
since parting with his father---
The time is just a bit past noon.
The five of them starts walking to the festival.
The stress and hardship from the lonely child caring will probably
be relieved from the lively festival music.
Where a relation similar to friendship started to grow between the two
is another story---
Marchosias' Golden Week
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