61 Little Girl With A Mythical Relic (1/2)

”Everyone has talent. What's rare is the courage to follow it to the dark places where it leads.”

- Erica Jong

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”What is it, oni-chama?”

”Want to have this? This here, is Grendel” I then presented to her, the weapon. still in its secondary form, the chakram.

”Hey! Are you serious?!” Lacrimosa, as though knowing my plan began to rant in a very noisy way.

”Giving a child a weapon of this caliber is absolute madness,” she added.

”I don't need it.”

”Heeee???”

”Even before I came here, I am well-equipped... All I need is my pen's jet black ink and I'm good to go. I can make my own weapon and it's not limited to only having two forms. ” I don't mean to sound cool, but it's what I think is rational. If I were to have this weapon, it would be great but it would likely destroy the purpose of me choosing my paradigm of utter manipulation of bleak things. besides, I can't just focus all ends meet to myself while Shiro walks about in an all 'easy-go-lucky' warfare... sarcastically speaking of course. It's best if she would have a weapon with her, given that I don't know how her paradigm really works.

”Painstakingly, I'm having a hard time understanding a nimrod of your level, an expert at that!”

”Oh, there's no need for you to understand me. That's one hard and time-consuming work, and anything but that for someone like you.”

As I and Lacrimosa began to throw off waste sound arguments, Shiro began to examine the weapon herself even reading the weirdly limited description.

”So what do you think of it, Shiro? It's nice, isn't it? I would like you to hold into it, to protect yourself okay?”

”Hai! Oni-chama!” she answered as if she knew how serious I really am.

”Shall we try it then?” I suggested, without taking into account the plausible harm it could bring to Shiro... Yet, I don't know why but I'm somewhat confident...and it's one weird gut feeling.

”Hey, all that is needed to do is throw it right? And it will come back to the hands of the user” I asked the insulted goddess.

”Basically, but it would take an enormous amount of dexterity to catch it. Normally, I would not recommend you using it here, but it's a kid, so I guess it should be fine. Try hard to not break anything, especially the painting... Or else, I will-”

Shiro, feeling the urgent impulse to try it out, threw it as Lacrimosa is still speaking some words of warning. The said chakram as though thrown by a giant came adrift to the vast emptiness and slashed across a few of the crystal chandeliers obliterating it into bits while its broken debris of discrepant sizes came falling down making the realm shook in its own accord.

From its fast-phased rotation also gushed forth strong and aggressive winds that dented anything on its way. And then, the chakram having lost all of its resistance to continue forward, rotated 160 degrees to return to the point where it came from with momentum still enough to break a chandelier or two. I was worried for a bit but, the kid as though catching a thrown frisbee seized it without any difficulty. A mere Childs' play.