《Reverse Orbital: The World when The Sun Rise from The West》1.9. Yes, Some Mantra I (Human) Could Use
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"Ah, okok I’ll explain it too, duh. This is just a way to check, it can’t be used to steal. The way to check someone’s belonging is to do a body-checkup. Touch their entire body while continuously saying "Ard-Grace", and if you touch the right place a black spot would appear on theirs as long as you do it. And that black spot wasn’t like any matter. It could be seen through someone clothes."
Now that’s remind me. She has checked mine for a week long. Does that mean she also did the body check to me? A week? Everyday? She groped my whole body this whole week? Ah~ no~h, I can’t be married again.
"That mean, you…"
"Gross! If it’s, you wouldn’t see both of my arm now. I told miss Rena to do it."
That’s hurt. To think this arrogant girl would also applies her arrogant to her own self just to reject it. That’s hurt.
"Ah, I’m glad if it was her rather than you." *giggle (purposely)
"…Can you just sit on the sofa? It’s hard to talk like this when you standing in beside me."
"Ah ok, sorry."
I’m back to my beloved sofa which has cold again.
"The-"
As I look her face again. She shows me a different look from when she asked me to sit again. Damn, I’m being played again.
She raised her face and looked down on me. Ah yes so this is the reason why she chooses the bed. Neither because it’s a bed nor it’s comfort. It’s because that bed was obviously higher than this sofa. Whether when we’re both asleep or both sat down. Her majesty just can’t accept a lower position.
"YES, SO DO I." *giggle (absolutely on purpose and absolutely more destructive)
Well right. Her majesty really knows how to trample other. I’m proud of myself who could endure it this long.
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"Sorry."
"…"
"Sworry."
She calmed down. She only accepts an apology with an embarrassing manner. Well-destructive for me, a should-done thing for her.
"When you did you and Sist Rena checked it, what do I look like?"
"Nothing. Just a mere human." *giggle
She still into it huh?
But I see it on the mirror. This pitch-black spot was covering my left and on the contrary, my right was covered by a really thick-white things. I could see this on the mirror.
There are 2 possibilities then. I’m yet like this when they checked it or they really can’t see it.
"Really?"
"You never give up about this huh? Didn’t miss Rena also did a body check to you this morning? She always reported to me about this and she said you don’t have one."
So that’s what she did to me back then. I also hearing her mumbling if I recall.
"Could you do it for me?"
I stoop up and walk toward her.
"HA?!!"
"Please…"
"Gross! Sooo gross. You really wished me to do it?"
"That’s not it, just do it on my left hand."
"You really that urge to be touched by me? You never hold any girl’s hand? Brpphh, Pathetic."
"Yes, your majesty touch is worth several folds than the others. So please!"
"…"
She silently agreed. She took a pair of black gloves for her to wear then touched my left hand. Her majesty really disgusted to touch other huh? If I recall, she also wears them when looting back then.
"Ard-Grace"
"How?"
"There’s none."
"Could you move to my left shoulder?"
"What’s now? You don’t think something nasty, don’t you?"
"No, I swear."
"…"
"So?"
"So what? You just don’t have, damn it. Accept it!"
"Ah so. Thank you."
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It’s the second possibility then. They can’t watch it. But then what’s this?
"You didn’t look quite disappointed for the likes of you. You still wish some chance there's a method to prove you has? Just accept the fact!"
"Ok, then is it the only method to check it?"
"What’s ok? You just won’t accept it don’t you? I’m started to get sick of this you know."
"Nope, I accept it. I’m disappointed. And yes, I’m also sick of this. I’m not doing this for my own sake. Did you forget that we’re in the middle of exchanging our information?"
"Then what’s the merit of what I’m doing before?"
"For the bargain to the second thing I want to tell you."
"What’s that?"
"Please just answer me first. I want to ensure something first."
"…"
Her majesty become more obedient lately, even granted my wish to check mine.
"Is that the only method to check it?"
"Yes, that’s why the simplest way to steal it was to make someone unconscious without firstly checked it. But that would make a ruckus while you don’t have a 100% chance, that your target owns it. The neater way was like that healer-man and its gang."
"No more simple way like a mantra that make you could check it just by looking?"
"Nope, if that’s exist then ones have 100% chance jackpot at hunting black-box."
So that’s it. This ability is mine and only mine huh? Is it grace? But I don’t have the black-box. I think it answer my prayer about the lack of luck.
"To check someone’s is to predict their black spot isn't it?"
"You could also say so."
"Could someone check it by their self?"
"The fact is yes. And I think you should."
"That not only limited to those who have grace didn’t it?"
"Wait, you didn’t intend to do it aren't you?"
Yhesss, exactly. I want to also brag what I have.
"Then this is the second. Jhenn… Allow me to touch you…"
"HAH? What are you going to do?"
She takes a stance, and call her sword. She covers her forehead with her left palm huh? Clever. so that’s why she said you should check it.
"Trust me."
"NO! 1 step ahead and you’ll lose yo-"
It’s her left upper arm. Wait, she moves it? You could move it? Nah, let’s keep it for later. For now…
I grabbed her right upper arm.
"Ard-Grace"
Ahhhhh… finally I could use one of this word. I want to cry.
A black spot appeared. It’s so wide that it covers her whole right upper arm. Does this the outcome of that looting.
"Hehehehe… Hahahahahahaha."
"What’s so funny? You laughed as you discover an unsightly view of a girl?"
"Finally, I could also use that damn mantra."
Eh wait, that’s what you’ve worrying about? Sorry, then. I released her.
"You didn’t get it?"
"…"
She tilted her head. Ah I think that’s because of how I look. Ok, change to serious mode.
"…Eh, Wait? You could predict it?"
"…"
"No, I moved it from left to right. You…You can see it?!! Even without the ard-grace?"
"Yup! That’s what I want to tell you. The second is, I could see the black spot effortless."
"…So…something like that exist? …Ha… haha…hahahahahaha"
"Haha…hahahahahaha"
We laugh together as I’m still got excited for my achievement of using mantra. I don’t really understand why was she laughed at the first place, but… I could feel a wicked aura around her.
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