Devil May Cry: Devils In Training. | By : Solaris Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 4307 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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This story has long been forgotten by me due to the fact that my mother was dying and I didn't think about writing this story anymore. I have revived it and hope you enjoy this latest chapter of Devils In Training. I will try to post another chapter as soon as possible.
Chapter Three.The next morning, Farrin and Narrasumi walked out of the house towards the barn when Farrin kept looking around as she walked. The action didn’t go past her sister. “Sis, what is it?”“I sense Devils and yet it is hidden.” She stated, as she looked around.
“Hidden by what . . . a glamour?” asked Narrasumi, as she pulled out couple guns from her holster around her chest.
“I’m not sure.” Farrin replied, as they walked into the pasture heading towards the barn.
“Let me know if you sense them again, sis.” As she placed her guns back.
They pushed open the door leading into the barn to see two men with white hair, wearing red or blue jackets sitting on the hay bales looking down at them.
The one with the red jacket smiled and with a two-finger salute. “Hello ladies, we finally meet face to face.”
Narrasumi quickly pulled out her guns and let loose several rounds into their direction only to miss as both men moved extremely quick and disappeared out of the barn.
"Narrasumi stop shooting! You could hit the horses!" Farrin cried out as she shoved the guns down. She moved quick to the stalls leaping over them trying to find where the horses went off to after racing out of the barn.
But as soon as she stepped clear of the door, she felt a barrel of a gun at her temple and a clawed hand on her throat as she was dragged back into the barn. A cocky male voice was heard by her ear. "Not a smart move, little lady."
Narrasumi watched in horror as the two men walked back into view with her sister in hand with a gun to her temple and a claw around her neck. She growled as she cocked her gun pointing at the white haired male's head, who held her sister. "Let her go, asshole."
"Make me, bitch." He replied, cockily.
"More like how about me!" Farrin quickly freed herself from his clawed hand but freeing herself from that hand drew four scratches along her neck before her elbow landed hard into the guts of the man who held her, letting her go as he held his stomach. She quickly dashed out of the barn. A broadsword appeared in her hand as she prepared to fight, even though she knew her hold on her sword was weak and that she could be defeated fast if they charged at her.
Narrasumi raced outside and placed herself by her sister’s side as the two men came out of the barn, both shaking their heads and dusting themselves off. “Who the fuck, are you?”
Farrin looked at her out of the corner of her eye. “Sis, they’re the Devils that I have been sensing.”
The taller of the two smirked as he pulled both his guns from his holster and held them by his side. “The name is Dante and the kid is my partner Nero. We’re Devil hunters.”
Narrasumi cocked an eyebrow. “Devil hunters, eh?”
“Yeah, bitch.” Nero replied, his voice dripping with his cockiness as he kept his gun by his side.
“You two bring guns to a sword fight; you must not be that successful.” Farrin replied.
Dante glanced over at Nero and made a slight nod, as they both sheathed their guns and pulled out his sword as a sword appeared in Nero’s right hand. Both of them were swift to get into fighting pose, waiting on the two girls to charge at them. “Oh, we’re more successful than you assume, bitches.”
Farrin smirked as she sheathed her sword on her back, crossing her arms in front of her. “Well, well, well, it is the famous hunters from Devil May Cry Detective Agency.”
Dante looked disinterested as Nero looked shocked at her as her sister turned to look at her. Nero asked, “How do you know we’re from that Agency?”
“The only reason why you would be in our area is if you were the ones who came from Devil May Cry.” Farrin stated.
Dante took a step towards her when Narrasumi stood in front of Dante with both her guns at his face in a similar pose that he had done with his own guns. “Not so fast, devil.”
Dante smirked and within a matter of a couple seconds, Narrasumi was facing the ground with Dante’s guns pointed at her back as another yelp was heard coming from behind her. “You were saying?”
Narrasumi growled as she struggled to get free but Dante gave a kiss to her cheek before letting her back up. She was furious to be knocked down so fast like that. The only one who had ever knocked her down that fast was her sister. She quickly glanced over to see where she was and if she was safe to see her standing near to Nero with a look of fright on her face as Nero had his gun out and pointed at her. She now knew why her sister didn’t fight very often, she was not trained and she was scared. Narrasumi quickly went to her side. “It’s okay, sis. I’m not hurt.”
Nero stepped away from them. He backed away to his partner’s side. “So how do you know we’re from Devil May Cry? We could be any Devil Hunter.”
“Well, considering that I’m the one who hired you both to come here to hunt down that Devil, Nero, that’s how I know.” Farrin replied.
“But the person who hired us was a man.” Snapped Nero.
“And how do you know it was a man, Nero?” asked Narrasumi.
“Because I took the call personally, bitch.” Nero snapped off, as he stood up as his sword disappeared into his arm again as Dante’s sword was placed back on his back.
A deep sounding chuckle came from Farrin before she spoke clearly with a male’s voice. “I can alter my voice to sound male if I so wish it, Nero and as you can clearly see, I am 100% female.”
Nero looked at her. “That is yet to be proven.”
Her eyebrow rose up in amusement. “Are you suggesting that I’m not a woman, Nero?”
Nero smiled as he stood up fully. “Yeah,”
Dante slapped the back of his head with his hand as he leaned against the side of the barn. “Kid, behave.”
Narrasumi was growling. Farrin placed her hand on her shoulder. “Sister, back down. Dante has dealt with him.”
Narrasumi turned to look at her sister as the growling stopped. “Did he hurt you?” as she looked at her scratches on her neck. “If he did, he’s good as dead.”
“They’re minor scratches, if I seriously wanted to hurt her, her head would be off her shoulders right now and you be mourning your sister.” Nero replied, as he looked at them both. “But I do not see any resemblance between you two.”
“Different mothers, same father.” Farrin stated, turning to glance over at him before she turned her attention to Dante. “So is the mission complete?”
Dante pushed himself off of the barn as he strode towards her. “Yes, the Devil was slain. Anymore Devils in the area you sense, Farrin?”
Nero looked at his partner stunned by the conversation he was having with her. “Dante, how do you know she’s on the up and up with you? She could be another bitch who is lying to you.”
“Bitch? You dare call me a bitch, asshole?” Farrin snarled off, glaring at him.
“Yeah, I do . . . bitch.” Nero replied.
Dante just shook his head and stepped away from his partner, only to see him flying out of the paddock and into the pond. “That’s going to piss him off even more, Farrin.”
“I know but he should mind his manners around an employer.” Farrin replied as she stood up from where she was at after she had grabbed Nero by the jacket and flung him into the pond. “I may start just requesting you to come and do the jobs instead of both of you, if he doesn’t shape up soon.”
Dante just smirked as he looked at her. They saw Nero struggle to get to the side of the pond and climbed out of the water, shaking off some of the water as he stalked back up the hill and hopping over the straight wire fence before he came to a stop in front of Farrin.
“You fucking bitch!” Nero snapped. “You threw me into the pond!”
“Oh was it something like this?” And once again, Nero was seen flying into the pond by her.
Dante and Narrasumi watched as Nero climbed out of the pond, only to confront Farrin again and get thrown into the pond again. This must have happened for more than ten minutes with Nero getting tossed in the pond. Dante chuckled. “I better stop the kid before he really gets pissed off at her.”
“How many times has she thrown him in?” Narrasumi asked.
Dante glanced behind to look at her before looking at his hand. He turned to look at her fully. “More than three dozen times, think he will stop soon?”
She shrugged, she noticed that her devil arms were now visible, which meant she was using her devil side to throw the heavier male about. "Depends on if she is willing to stop throwing him, she's not very happy. He'll have to stop calling her a bitch though. She's sensitive about that."
Dante looked over at Farrin to see the pissed off look on her face. "Nah, let him tire himself out. He'll realize if he keeps going like this that he'll be thrown into the pond again and stink up the place."
“You play cards?” Narrasumi asked, as she pulled out a deck.
“I’m known to do well at cards.” Dante replied, as he walked over to her.
They kept an eye on the pair for about two hours as they played cards. Dante was trying to figure out how to ask her if he could kiss her as her full lips as she spoke to him taunted him with their fullness. He was nearly ready to put it out on the table when they both heard a shocked squeal and a moan of pain coming from Farrin and Nero. They both turn to look at them to see Nero kneeling on the ground with both hands covering his lower region and Farrin’s hand on her lip.
“Sis, what did he do?” Narrasumi asked, as they hurried towards the pair.
"That little bastard . . . he kissed me!" Farrin said, as she pulled her foot back to kick Nero in the guts again.
Dante chuckled as he blocked the kick with his own leg. "That's better than getting a slap from his right hand."
Narrasumi smirked at Dante. “True, that thing could have done a lot of damage.”
“Damage, she kneed little Nero!” Spattered Nero, his white hair dripping wet and covered in green algae from the pond.
Dante roared with his laughter. "Kid, you deserved it for what you did."
“Why you?” screamed Nero, as his devil trigger came out of his right hand towards Dante.
Just as Nero’s arm got close to Dante, he was sent flying back into the pond and Narrasumi looked over at Dante who was preparing to take the hit and give one back. "What?"
“I was going to hit him, Narrasumi.” Dante replied.
"Take a look at what you would have hit and damaged if you did take it." Narrasumi stated, as she pointed to the barn behind him.
Dante looked behind him. "Ah, I see."
"Besides I deserve to have some fun too." Narrasumi replied. "She’s not the only one who can have fun."
“Hey sis! Look out; Nero is heading your way!” Yelled Farrin.
Narrasumi stood her ground as Nero neared him, she lunged forth and with her right arm nailed him on his throat sending him flat on his back. She immediately pinned him to the ground with her knees on either side his neck.
Dante whispered. “Shit, I wished that was me.”
Farrin look over at him in shock by what he said. “Excuse me?”
Dante didn't bother to apologize. "I wish it was me under her."
Narrasumi looked over at Farrin, giving her a wink that she heard the comment as she flipped off of Nero and right onto Dante knocking him down and putting him in the same position that his partner was in. She smirked at him, raising her eyebrow and said, “Well you did say you wanted in this position, now what?”
Dante’s hands reached for her arms and without warning, he flipped her onto her back with him pinning her down before he bent down and started to kiss her lips like he had been starving to kiss her for the past two hours.
Farrin and Nero started to approach them when Dante pulled back away from her head as he looked at her.
“Dante, get your body off of mine or everyone will be seeing your white ass.” Narrasumi hissed.
“And how will you do that?” Dante asked.
“With the knife that is between your belt,” Narrasumi whispered, as she glanced down to his pants where her knife was poking between his black belt ready to be separating the belt from his pants.
Dante quickly stood, backing away as he held his hand out to her assisted her to stand. He mumbled something about an apology.
Narrasumi just smiled as she turned to look at her sister. “Hungry?”
“Starved, lets get some food.” Farrin said, as they headed towards the house. “Pizza sounds good to you sis?” After seeing her sister nod, she glanced to the two Devil hunters. “Does it sound good to you?”
Dante smiled. “As long as there are no olives on it, we’re fine.”
Farrin smiled back at him. “There won’t be as I’m not very fond of that on my pizza, alone yeah, pizza no.”
They walked onto the deck, getting ready to open the door when they heard the hose turn on. Narrasumi and Farrin glanced over to see Nero sticking his head under the hose washing away the algae from his white hair.
Farrin looked at Nero after he turned off the hose and shook off the excess water off of his hair. “Looks like you’ll need more than that to get rid of it all, Nero.”
He looked at her. “Why’s that . . . b . . . Farrin?”
“Well, your hair is now stained with green.” She stated. “But you can use the shower to get clean as I tend to oiling down your leathers.”
Nero glanced down at his leather/denim jacket and chaps. They were going to get stiff if he didn’t get some leather oil on them soon and get them washed. “Yeah, I could always throw them away and get new ones.”
“Nah, I can get them supple again fast.” Farrin replied, as they went into the house. She headed for the hallway and opened a door to start pulling out three towels. She placed them on the bar as she grabbed one and held it to Nero’s waist before she placed it by him and grabbed another one that was a bit smaller.
Nero looked at her after accepting the towels from her. “So where shall I shower at?”
“This way, Nero,” Farrin led him into a large bedroom and then to the room in the bedroom. She glanced behind to see that Nero was the only one who followed her into the room, she thought to herself ‘<i>Oh man! Why didn’t my sister follow me with Nero?</i>’. She smiled. “Here’s the bathroom and the shower. Bring out your clothes after you strip so I can start tending to them. The water heater is separate from the one in the laundry room so you don’t have to worry about a cold blast when I start washing them.”
Nero smiled at her. “Thanks, I’ll bring them out when I’m done changing.”
Farrin headed out of the room and headed for the kitchen to get the pizza dough ready to be covered. Dante and Narrasumi were already talking about the ingredients that they wanted on theirs.
“Uh, sis, he’s here with his clothes.” Narrasumi stated, not wanting to say anything about how he looked.
Nero had entered the room holding his clothes, Farrin had her hands coated in flour, quickly washed them and dried them before going to his side. “Hi Nero, just put them on the table. I’ll get on them while the pizzas are in the oven.”
“Sure,” Nero said, as he placed the clothes onto the table and smiled at his partner as he took notice of their bags by the chairs. He grabbed his bag and headed back to the bedroom, totally unaware of the eyes that watched him walk away.
“Damn, no man should look that hot with just a towel on.” Farrin whispered, as she picked up the clothes and not even realizing that Dante heard what she said. She turned her gaze to the clothes she held. She looked at the fabric to figure out that it was a mix of leather and denim. Washing them would be difficult since leather didn't really take a shine to the dryer. "Darn, they're a mix of leather and denim. That's going to be hard to wash in the machine."
"Problems?" asked Narrasumi.
"Nope, I'll figure it out." She looked at the chaps, setting them aside before she reached for the jacket. The leather on that jacket would need to be scrubbed first before getting oiled to get rid of any algae that remained on it and washing it to get rid of any pond smell would be hard because of it.
“Usually, we just rinse them off and hang them in the sun when they’re dirty with devil blood on them, Farrin.” Dante whispered in her ear.
She jumped at hearing his voice by her ear and his presence was a bit unnerving as she totally forgot that he was sitting in the chair by the bar. “Would you not sneak up on me like that?”
He held up his hands in defense as he sat back in the chair. “Sorry, but that’s what we do with the jackets and then use leather oil to keep them supple.”
Farrin placed them down as she returned to rolling out the pizza dough after washing her hands, topping it with the ingredients that they liked and got it into the oven before she took the leathers outside and started to rinse them off. She didn’t even know that Dante had gone off to the bathroom to talk to his partner.
Narrasumi looked at her as she stepped outside to help her. “You know you need to keep the whispers to your mind, sis.”
Farrin looked over at her. “What do you mean, sis?”
“Well, Dante heard what you said about Nero looking hot in only a towel.”
Farrin laid her head down on the railing of the deck. “Fuck, I wasn’t even . . .,”
“Thinking about who might be around to overhear your comment,” Narrasumi asked.
“Yeah, you think he’s telling him what I said about him?” As she looked at her.
“Maybe,” She replied. “Would it not be bad if he knew that he was being watched as he walked away while he had a towel on?”
“Considering that I had been tossing him into the pond for the past two hours, sis?” Farrin replied, smiling. “He’ll think that’s all I wanted to do was get him into a towel. I’m not that horny for a man.”
“Shit, sis, you know we both haven’t had any in years.” Narrasumi said.
Neither of them were aware that Dante had returned to the kitchen and was now standing by the door listening to them talk, even though it is not in his nature to eavesdrop, making himself seen would put a halt to their conversations.
“You had a boyfriend before, sis. You know I never took a man to my bed <i>ever</i>.” Farrin snapped. “Even if I was hungry enough to take Nero to my bed, he probably wouldn’t even consider me a possible one night stand or even a girlfriend material.” She started to head for the hose to start hosing down the leathers.
“Why do you say that, sis? You are beautiful and heck, any man in the world would love to have you as their girl.” Narrasumi asked.
Farrin turned to look at her with a glare. “I am not beautiful, sis. I’m ugly like an old hag. I’ll never even have a chance against the other girls who are probably in Nero’s life. They probably are extremely gorgeous and they probably would give him anything that he asks for.”
Dante glanced towards the hallway before he slipped away to go talk to the kid, who had just stepped from the shower and drying off his hair with the towel given to him by Farrin. "Kid, what do you think about Farrin?"
"She needs work on her hold on her sword." Nero replied, as he ran his hand through his hair.
"Not that, personally, what do you think of her? Is she possible girlfriend material?" Dante asked, as he hopped on the counter looking at him.
"If I wasn't coming off of a bad breakup, I would say that she's definite girlfriend material." Nero replied, as he pulled out of his bag his comb and started to comb out his hair.
"Okay." Dante smirked. Nero knew whenever his partner smirked something bad was going to be going down.
“Why?” asked Nero. He started to get that feeling inside of him when he started to get angry. “Are you interested in her?”
Dante waved his hand. “Nah, kid, Narrasumi is my kind of girl. It looks like that Farrin thinks you’re hot.”
“She thinks I’m hot?” Nero looked at his partner shocked.
“Yeah, kid, you were walking back to the shower with the towel on after you gave her your clothes. She said this and I do quote, ‘<i>Damn, no man should look that hot with just a towel on.</i>’ . . . end quote. I think she likes what she sees.” Dante replied, as he hopped off the counter.
Nero chuckled. “Well, that’s a change considering that most girls wouldn’t think that after seeing this on my arm,” As he raised his right arm revealing his devil trigger.
“Considering she knows that we’re Devil hunters, doesn’t really bother her at all.” Dante replied. “I think you should give her a shot since Kyrie dumped you.”
“Well, considering since my relationship with her for the past five years was of girlfriend/boyfriend and suddenly, she just started to avoid me for no good reason. I had thought most of it was because of what happened to her brother.” Nero said.
“She’s still grieving, Nero.” Dante replied.
“She never told me that!” Nero barked off. He quickly got his voice lowered. “She blames me for his death. I told her he tried to save us both and died for his effort. She still blames me for it. I told her if she cannot find in her heart to accept what happened to her partner, then it might be best that we go our own ways.”
“So it was not just her girlfriends telling her to dump you because they were jealous of how sexy you were but the death of her brother as well?” Dante asked.
“Yes,” Nero replied.
“Maybe it was for the best, if she is constantly reminded by your presence what happened to her brother.” Dante replied. Shaking his head sadly, he knew how much Nero loved her to the point where he probably would have walked into hell itself to save her. “So how long has it been for you, kid?”
“Three years, Dante, when I feel the need, I just use my left hand.” Nero whispered, knowing that the girls could come into the bedroom and overhear their conversations.
Dante just smiled as he had to do the same thing. “Well kid, who knows we may get lucky to find new girlfriends to be with."
“Yeah two half sisters for two partners,” Nero replied with a smirk on his face. He glanced down at his towel that wrapped around his waist which showed off his abdomen. “Think I should go out in this?”
Dante laughed. “She probably will spit out her food to gaze at you though out dinner. Get your clothes on, kid.”
Nero grabbed his spare hunter clothes and started to pull them on after his partner left the room to go into the kitchen. Nero pulled on his blue pants and started to tuck his blue shirt into his pants. He looked at himself in the mirror. He smirked as he pulled out his shirt again and left it hanging loose. He walked out of the bathroom and the bedroom after glancing at the king size bed that was there. He wondered who’s room it was.
Dante was leaning against the wall in the kitchen area and glanced over at him as he walked into view. “Kid, tuck your shirt. You are a professional Devil Hunter and we have standards on how we dress . . . especially in front of our employers.”
Nero looked down at his loose shirt and unzipped his pants and started to tuck his shirt into it before zipping it up and when he glanced up to see Dante looking at him – gave him the finger.
“Punk,” Dante just snorted as he heaved himself off of the wall and walked back to his chair and sat down in it, picking up his beer bottle that he left half empty. “How do you feel now, kid?”
“Better. At least I do not stink of pond water.” Nero replied, looking at his partner as he took a swig of his beer. “Is there anymore here?”
“What?” Dante asked, as he glanced behind him.
“Another beer, I could use one or two right about now.” Nero replied.
“The bar has them.” Dante stated, as he pointed towards a mirror on the other side of the wall.
Nero followed where his partner pointed to and found the small fridge. He smirked as he knelt down and opened it to see several bottles of Beck beer. He grabbed two of them, popped the lids and headed back to the kitchen. He went around his partner who thought the extra bottle was for him.
“Thanks, kid.” As he reached for the bottle from him.
Nero yanked it away from him. “It is not for you, Dante, but for Farrin.” As he held it out to her.
Farrin smiled sweetly at him. “Thanks Nero, but I don’t drink. Never liked beer, wine on the other hand is better.”
Dante reached over and grabbed the beer from him. “Thanks, kid.” And he took a healthy swig from it before letting a loud belch come from his lips.
Narrasumi and Farrin both chuckled as they turned their attention to the pizzas that was cooling on the stove top. Narrasumi looked at her. “Think they’re ready to eat?”
“How long have they been out?”
“Ten minutes.”
“I think that’s good enough.” Farrin glanced over at the two men. “Pizza’s ready.”
Nero smiled as he headed around the corner of the kitchen to get his piece before his partner did but found himself yanked back. “Hey!”
“Wait till it is on the table, kid.” Dante spoke, looking down at him before letting go of his shirt. “And let the girls get their piece first.”
Nero just glared at him as he stood by the chairs and watched as the girls brought out the four large pizzas. He licked his lips. “Smells really good, ladies,”
“I agree with my kid partner. It does smell really good.” Dante said, as he watched as the four large pizzas get placed on the table.
“Sit and lets’ eat.” Farrin replied, as she reached for three pieces as did Narrasumi. By the time Dante and Nero finally grabbed their pieces, only two slices remained and three pizzas were left.
Farrin watched as Dante and Nero ate up her pizzas. She smiled. “I guess by how the pizzas are disappearing that the pizzas are delicious.”
Dante looked over at her. “Why wouldn’t they be?”
Narrasumi shrugged. “An ex-boyfriend had dissed her pizzas as disgusting after he got sick off of one and he didn’t think that maybe the food he ate about an hour before he came here made him sick. He blamed his illness on her pizzas and he started to call them disgusting and rotten, that my sister used bad flour and bad eggs to make him sick. She was dumped by him a few days later.”
Nero placed his right hand on her left arm as he looked at her. “He was in the wrong, not your pizza or your ingredients. Your pizzas are delicious, Farrin. Anyone in Fortuna would love to have them.”
“Heck, even I would put in some funds to help you get a pizza shop in Fortuna.” Dante said. “And I’ll probably be your biggest buyer of your pizzas.”
“You really think it would go over good with them?” Farrin asked.
“Yeah, they don’t have too many really good pizza parlors there.” Dante replied, grabbing another piece of pizza. “With how this crispy crust is, the phone will be ringing off the fucking hook.”
“Where did you learn how to bake such crispy crusts like this?” Nero asked, looking at her as he ate another piece.
“Any woman, who can bake a home made pizza from scratch, has my heart.” Dante purred, as he looked over at Farrin.
Nero felt his anger rising at the mere compliment that Dante was giving to her when he was paying her his own compliments. “Shut up asshole.” He growled.
“Excuse me, kid?” Dante asked.
“You heard me, didn’t you?” Nero growled. Dante acted like he didn’t. Nero glared at him. “Then, I shall repeat myself . . . I said shut up asshole.”
"Oh, is the kid jealous?"
“Jealous, jealous of what, Dante," Nero growled out, as he glared at the older male.
Dante leaned in the chair and smirked. "Jealous that I paid her a bigger compliment on her pizza than you did?"
The next thing Dante knew was the younger man was on top of him pounding his devil trigger into his face and the scream of fright coming from his right which meant one thing Farrin was scared out of her wits. He grabbed the kid’s hand and pushed him down to the floor. “Calm your anger down, kid. You are scaring Farrin.” He glanced up to see Narrasumi standing in front of Farrin and Farrin had a very scared look in her eyes.
Nero followed the older male’s gaze and saw the fear in her eyes. He went limp under the older man as Dante stood up and walked over him to Farrin’s side. “My apologies Farrin,” As he took hold of her face with his hands and kissed her forehead. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”
Nero got to his feet, went to her side and apologized for making her scared. After she accepted their apologies, they sat back down and proceeded to finish off the rest of the three pizzas.
“The answer to your question, boys, is that I learned how to make my own dough by watching the experts do it at our local pizza place. I took their knowledge and used it for my own dough.” Farrin said.
“Well, whatever you did, you perfected it.” Nero replied, as he looked at her. He grabbed another piece. “So do you ladies, know how to fight with the weapons you held this morning?”
“Yes,” “No.” they said at the same time.
Dante was leaning on the chair with his boots on the table eating a piece when he heard the ‘No’ come from one of the girls. The loud sound of his chair coming down was heard as he snapped. “Who said the No?”
Farrin raised her hand as she shrunk back in her chair and lowered her head in shame.
Nero was stunned as was everyone when they saw her hand rise up, he was out of his chair in a flash as he knelt next to her holding her face in his hands. He could see the look of shame on her face and it hurt him. He didn’t know why it did but he didn’t like her looking like that. “Farrin, we will teach you how to fight with your sword. I promise you this, we will help you learn.”
“Father said no one would put in an effort into me, he said I was worthless with the sword that my specialty was to stalk Devils and report, not to be a slayer like my sister.” Farrin whispered.
Nero glanced over at Narrasumi to see the look of shock on her face, obviously she didn’t know about that as he glanced behind him to see Dante standing up and walking towards them. He felt his partner place his hand on his shoulder as he too knelt to look at Farrin, Dante leaned over and kissed her forehead. “Your father was an idiot for not teaching you how to use your sword, what if you needed to fight the Devils that you were stalking, you would be defenseless against them.”
Narrasumi stated her voice showing her anger towards her father. “He wanted you dead, sister. Our father wanted you dead!”
Nero looked over at his partner and then to Farrin. “The question is why he wants you dead, if he didn’t teach you how to use a sword.”
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