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"Huh? Hello (first name)", Hanji greeted you while you passed by her office. The door was opened wide and inside was a mess you never have seen so far. "God morning Hanji", you smiled brightly and wanted to go on, but she stopped you. "Wait a moment!", she ran out of her office and walked towards you. "Could you do me a favor?", she asked. Something inside you made you suspicious of the way she asked you. "What favor?", you rose one eyebrow and narrowed your eyes. "Now...that you are awake-Ah!", you jumped at her sudden cry. "Why are you awake? It's so early", she wanted to know and looked around the corridor. "Ah...yeah...I couldn't s

On a warm summer afternoon, momentary peace had spread throughout the headquarters of the Scouting Legion. Each member held their breath, awaiting the new addition to their family. Tiny wails of a newborn filled the infirmary where three women occupied. “It’s a boy!” Hanji excitedly declared and held the baby in front of me. I gave a weak smile in return, exhausted from the hours of labor. The child retained his father’s jet-black hair yet, kept large (e/c) eyes like mine. “Hey there,” I greeted the small bundle of joy in Hanji’s arms. “Come on now, smile for mama.” The baby ceased its

Spring....the season where things start over. The once dead plants are coming back to life, the animals are coming out, and people celebrate the end of winter. To you though, it meant another years had past since you met him. The person who made you feel the way you do about demons. The sun was barely in the sky, and the villagers were outside working while the children played happily. You were sitting on the roof of your home, watching over the villagers and keeping an eye out for demons. The village you were currently at was close to the base of Mount Hakurei, which meant the village was constantly under attack. With you being a priestess,

Quieter than a mouse, Faith peered through the bushes, watching her father, Levi, trudge his way to Recon’s Headquarters. You specifically told her to remain at home, since her father had quite a bit of paperwork to catch up on. (Naturally, you knew this since he’d been complaining about it every night.) But, she couldn’t resist. She wanted-no, she needed time with her Daddy. The boys had been dragging him inside and forcing him into roughhousing and wrestling. She couldn’t ignore her own tomboyish tendencies. She loved getting dirty, fighting and bruising as much as her brothers did. On certain days though, she enjoye