Ichi saw Myon's back in the distance, guarding the magic glass wall. He had a smile on his face thinking about Rikya. Ichi had a few days he could spend with her. He felt excited. As he touched the glass wall, it spread out in a circle before him, and Ichi greeted Myon.

"Hey. This was a fantastic idea."

Myon looked at Ichi with narrowed eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ichi asked.

"Your smile is too wide. Being this happy isn't the Ichi I know."

Ichi laughed.

"I suppose you're right. I'm going to be having a sleepover with a little girl, so I feel like the world isn't such a bad place after all."

"My company isn't as appreciated?" Myon cracked her fist.

Ichi held out his palm in a clear stop message.

"Your body and face are impressive, your personality though..."

Ichi felt his body tugged by his collar as Myon grabbed it.

"Would you like some early morning training?"

Ichi's hand went for her shoulder, to give her the message to back off. But, it diverted to Myon's left breast. A full-on grab, he felt it in his hand, hoping that this wouldn't be the last time while also trying to preserve this moment for posterity.

Myon's dark green eyes stared into Ichi's.

"What are you doing?"

Ichi kept his hand where it was.

"You wanted to know what Syon said to me?"

Myon ignored Ichi's hand.

"Yes. You're going to tell me right now, like this?"

Ichi nodded.

"I'll tell you one thing. Syon wants to subdue Renya for me. She wants me to survive, at any cost."

Myon tore Ichi's hand off her chest, Ichi's face screwed up as she applied strength to his wrist.

"We could have avoided all of this if you just let her do that."

Ichi squeaked out the words as he felt his forearm would break.

"No way. I got to train with you and meet Rikya, and I think it's only going to get better from here. A Seer's Council member might be coming to break up my fight with Renya."

Myon let go, letting Ichi fall to the ground nursing his hand.

"How do you know?"

"Rikya," Ichi gasped out.

"She hear that from her father?"

Ichi pulled himself into a cross-legged position sitting below the towering Myon.

"No, she's got good magic. I think I'll have Rikya join us with a friend of hers. Syon will definitely be lurking in the trees waiting for the right moment. There's no way someone like her would leave me alone."

Myon put a hand to the back of her head, rubbing her fingers through her hair, her ponytail bobbing as she did.

"Then, I'll have to come too."

Ichi nodded.

"Bring the gold bullets. And tell Syon, the Seer's Council member is someone Rikya called 'The Worst One.'"

Myon face became and mix of disgust and depression.

"Alright. Whatever. Let's go home, I'm tired."

Ichi stood up, clapping Myon on her shoulder.

"Actually, I'll be staying here, remember?"

Myon groaned.

"Oh. Right. Well."

Myon punched Ichi full-on in his face, Ichi flew back sliding across the ground.

"I'll get your stick for you. Take a nap here."