40 Second Episode (1/2)
”Who sent you here?” Someone asked as they held the dagger to the swordsman's neck.
Feeling the cold feeling in his neck, the swordsman turned to see who could approach him with a blade before his senses warned him. To his surprise, the young waitress was emitting a cold aura and a small killing intent toward him while holding her dagger.
”I'm your father's friend, I came to help.” Said the swordsman.
Hearing this, the waitress pressed the dagger a little into the swordsman's throat and asked. ”How do I know you're telling the truth?”
The swordsman who, knowing the situation beforehand, waited for such a response, and slowly beckoned her to lift his left arm sleeve. Getting a nod of acknowledgment from the girl, the swordsman lifted his sleeve and what the waitress saw made her immediately remove the dagger from his neck.
On the swordsman's arm were tattooed countless little lines. For a normal person, it may seem like just any tattoo with a strange design, but to the waitress, who lived with her father all her life, every line was like a soul that would torment her at night.
”I'm sorry for what I did, I hope you don't tell my dad that I dared to put a dagger to your neck Mr. S.” The waitress said hurriedly in an apologetic tone.
She'd never seen him, but it couldn't have been a week since her father talked about this man. What surprised her was that he probably should have been several years older than her, but apparently, he didn't seem to age even a year after he and her father went their separate ways.
After apologizing to the customers and closing the inn, the young waitress guided him through the inn until he arrived at a room and waited by the door without daring to make a single noise to disturb the man lying inside.
The swordsman opened the door and what he saw inside made his heart, which never moved throughout any of the deaths he had caused, to destabilize a little. ”Too bad I cannot save this time to show to those brats.” The swordsman said with a slight laugh.
The man lying in bed reading a book raised his head and stared in the direction of the swordsman. When he confirmed who it was, he burst out laughing immediately. ”Hahahah, I bet they'd be happier than teenagers spying on the ladies' room,” said the man lying down.