Capítulo 4: Chapter 3 - Mystery Girl
Miyu was going to try again without Arata's consent when Arata's ears perked up. Concerned, she also listened to her surroundings. She heard sweet laughter and footsteps, and Miyu knew she had to hide.
"Can you teleport me to one of the bars holding the roof up, please?" Miyu asks Arata. He nods, and wraps around her legs before Miyu feels a sensation that gets her light headed. Her eyes automatically closes, and when she opens then she sees the dummies and weights and ground far below where she is standing.
Arata looks at her, a little annoyed, "I'm too lazy to teleport you everywhere all the time, you need to learn how to fly and land better."
Miyu pouts, "I am doing better than before! Just give me time."
Arata sighs, then rolls into a ball and glances downwards. A couple of girls and very colorful kimonos walk into the training room, laughing and giggling. The first thing Miyu thought, 'How can you possibly work out in a dress?'
There were around four girls, her sisters and their friends. Hanae was in the same neon yellow kimono she was wearing this morning, which made her already bright green eyes even brighter. Miyu's eldest sister, Kasumi, is next to her in a lavender colored kimono with a deep purple belt and flowers that are in enormous quantity at the bottom of the dress and lesser at the top. Their two friends, Shimizu Ahmya and Amano Orino, are next to them. Ahmya is a very normal looking girl, black dull hair and black dull eyes and dull face with even a very dull kimono. Orino is more colorful, even with her decent looking features. She wearing a white kimono that looks like paint has been splattered all over it and she has her hair pinned up with a barrette that has all the colors of a rainbow.
Kasumi giggles with her hand in front of her mouth, "I can't believe that you were able to threaten Miyu so long to do your homework. You're not even that powerful!"
Hanae frowns, "I think I'm quite powerful. I'm better than he at least."
Miyu whispers to Arata, "See, I'm a shield."
After her comment, they continue to listen to the girls.
Ahmya blushes, "Did you hear about the first Prince escaping his meetings again? I hope one day he'll escape just to see me, and we'll be alone together and in love."
Kasumi harrumphs, "I'm sorry Ahmya, but he's mine!"
Orino nods, "Kasumi is the most fit girl to party the heir! She's the most powerful young lady in the empire, with gifts of metal, Earth, wood, and water! Kasumi is also very intelligent and is great at strategy! She's also very beautiful."
Miyu smirks, 'Sure she's all that, but the one who is truly the best young lady that has ever lived is right here, listening to your conversation, and keeping it hidden!'
Though Miyu thinks this, she doesn't voice it, liking freedom more than praise.
Kasumi sighs, "I just can't wait till Father will talk with the prince on my 21st birthday for our marriage! I bet that's why he hasn't married when he turned 21, maybe he's waiting for me!"
The girls squeal, loving how romantic it is, but Miyu knows the truth. Everyone in the royal family and their maids talk about it, how Ryota has never found a girl attractive, not a man either. Miyu once sneaked into the castle for some documents and maps for her escape and listen in on the maids gossip.
Hanae sighs after there giggles that made everyone's faces red. Kasumi looks at Hanae and brushes her hair back, giving an image of loving sisters, "Well, everyone, let us practice, like we came here to do!"
Miyu smiles, 'I want to see how they'll manage to fight with those kimonos on, they'll look like a bunch of chickens, looking left and right thinking that someone will comment on their skills.'
And that is exactly what happened. While they practiced, everyone glanced back and forth, seeing if someone will talk behind their backs about their training techniques.
Even though this happened, they were all very gracefully. Kasumi was hovering water in mid air while Hanae was next to her trying to do the same with her water. Hanae's actions were more jagged while Kasumi's was beautiful as she created arch ways and separated all the water into little droplets. Orino focused more on her air powers than her metal, struggling to hold a dummy in the sky. Ahmya went back and forth between Earth and fire, thought each were very sloppy.
Everyone was very focused and relaxed with their gifts when a maid walked in and screamed, "The first prince is here! It's the first prince!"
*****
Ryota ran home, out of breath. He climbed the vines growing on the walls and into the window of his bedroom. Keeping his footsteps quiet, he opened a map and looked at it. Following the path her ran, he came to a manor for the Fujimura's. He grinned and whispered,
"I'll find you mystery girl."
He runs down the stairs and into the emperor's room, where the emperor holds meetings for many different reasons.
The room was empty, the strategy meeting already over. When Emperor Yuuto Nakada heard the slam, he glanced over at the door and sighed.
"Why didn't you come, Rytoa?"
Ryota ignored the question, "Can I go to the Fujimura manor?"
Yuuto raised an eyebrow, "Why?"
Ryota thinks for a plausible reason, "Ummm, I have some business with Kenta, the Lord. We're in a very awkward situation, you see, and I want to fix it before everyone finds out."
Yuuto nods, "Yes son, you may go. I don't want your reputation to be ruined."
Ryota grins, showing his beautiful straight white teeth that can make any woman or man lovestruck, "Thank you, Father."
Ryota walks away and calls for some guards, "You heard what he said. Prepare a carriage, we're going to the Fujimura house!"
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