22 Chapter 22 - Level Three (2/2)

That he could feel like himself within?

He tapped the first option and gripped his chest.

”You'll unravel, better to go outside I think Kenji,” Noir said, leaning back against her seat.

”I'll keep Arthur though, right? I don't have to worry about losing him?

”You'll be fine. Just go before you cause a scene already. Oh, and goodbye, I have other matters to attend to.”

”Cya Noir,” Kenji whispered, his endless questions remaining unspoken as he slipped free of the guild keep to find a secluded area in a back alley. There, he contorted wildly, and in moments returned to his base form. The chains were now a brighter bronze, his locks scrawled with silver and his hunchback converted to some extra height.

He had a permanent mouth now beneath his ratty beard, which itself now seemed peppered with grey like a real old man. His limbs felt ancient as moons, his eyes as smooth as glaciers as he surveyed his surroundings. Snatching out his cane, Kenji started to hobble yet found it no longer necessary.

Still, Kenji liked to hobble. So hobble he did, right back into the Guild Keep were he found a warm fire and stool. Grunting into his fist, the closest adventurers gave him odd looks, and Kenji began.

”A simple story, an ancient tale from worlds far away. Come sit by this fire with me, and hear the tale of Parry Hotter and the Thinkers Rock.”

It didn't take long before Kenji's nearly copyright-infringing tale of Parry Hotter got a sizable audience. Tenko was first amongst them, listening eagerly to his tale of the Mages Night School called Pigboils and the many adventures of Parry Hotter and his friends.

Pleased to be making her so happy, as evident by the swift swish of her tail, Kenji talked for hours. Eventually, everyone else was too tired, and Kenji started to lose some of the huge crowd that had gathered. Even Almanac watched from the second balcony, eyeing Kenji with curious eyes.

”That'll be all for today, good adventurers. If you could offer some coin for my tale, I'll be off, but will come back to resume another day.”

Copper coins flooded in, Kenji earning a whole silver's worth of wealth. Smiling to himself while he was being patted on the back, and urged for additional information, Kenji realised this might be a way to earn the necessary three silvers they needed.

”But-but-but!” Tenko yelled, bounding after him, ”Why did Parry Hotter's spoon-shaped scar start hurting? What happens next!” Scrounging up a single copper coin, Tenko added it to Kenji's pocket.

”Thank you, my dear - but you'll have to wait until next time. I promise, an eve soon, I will return and answer all the questions you could ever think of.” Kenji smiled as warmly as a shopping centre Santa Claus.

”Where do babies come from?” Tenko asked.

”Not that one; I must go now. Goodbye!” Kenji turned and fled into the night, only to return as Arthur and get into bed.

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”You should have seen him Kenji! The storyteller was AMAAAZING!” Kenji's pillow told him. Nodding along, Kenji muttered plenty of 'reaaly?' and 'woooow' and 'next time for sure' as Tenko fell fast asleep, Violet beside him, and Kenji soon after that.