Asked to wait for the brunette, Mireille did so. She patiently waited for Kirika and sat quietly at first on a chair in the clinic's living room. A few minutes passed by just by the blonde sitting there. Finally, Mireille felt bored. She realized that she had been waiting alone, because so far no one invited the clinic. The blonde stood up and hummed, while wandered aimlessly. As Kirika hadn't showed up yet, Mireille just continued repeated all the things she had done before to kill time. The blonde once again throw herself on the chair she had been sitting on before. ... She has known about Dr. Naomi.. thanks to me. Mireille slightly shook her head. No. It isn't a mistake to tell her. I did the right thing..,didn't I..? She seems happy to meet her mother.. Who won't, after all..? The blonde let out a long sighed and looked at the house ceiling. Despite her facial look, the blonde was seriously frustrated. The Corsican girl started arguing to herself, as usual. As Mireille was still occupied by her mind, she didn't hear someone's footsteps approaching. "She said she wanted to talk to you, too." a voice calmly said. Mireille almost jumped when she suddenly heard the voice. She glanced to her left and looked at the person who caused it. She saw a pair of brown eyes was looking at her. The blonde quickly analyzed the face of the girl beside her. Still, the brunette's face was as expressionless as ever. Mireille felt relieved by it. She's not stressed, then.. The blonde didn't realize that she hadn't replied Kirika's sentence. "Mireille..? " The Japanese-looking girl said slowly. "Are you alright..?" Alright...?Am I look like sick for you..? Just then, the blonde realized that she didn't really pay attention to what Kirika said before. She focused her mind, and finally remembered what exactly Kirika was asking about. "Uh.. Sorry, ." Mireille looked at Kirika, a bit embarrassed. "She wants to talk to me..?" "Yes." Why in the world that she prefer talking with me to talking with her own daughter..? Mirelle said softly. "I see." The blonde looked at Kirika for some time, as if wanted to ask something. But in the end, she turned her back and said nothing, and quietly moved her feet. As Mireille had started walking, she suddenly realized that Kirika didn't follow her. She turned her back and saw the Japanese girl was simply watching her. "I'll wait here." Kirika stated shortly. "Oh.." She wants to talk to me alone.., huh..? As Mireille arrived in front of the destination door, she knocked twice at it. "Come in, Mireille." said a voice that likely was Dr. Naomi's. Mireille opened the door and stepped in. The blonde instantly sat herself on the big sofa, and saw that Dr. Naomi was smiling, or rather grinning. "Are you really done talking with Kirika..?" Mireille abruptly asked. Somehow she didn't feel like in the mood to reply the female vet's smile toward her. "Not really, actually. I still have a lot to talk with her about." Dr. Naomi's grin became even wider. "It can wait, after all." She doesn't invite me only to show her weird smile to me, does she..? Mireille looked seriously at Dr. Naomi. "So, what is it that made you want to talk to me..?" "I want you to just listen to me." Dr. Naomi simply answered in a cheerful tone. "Will you..?" Mireille thought for a while. "..Okay." she muttered softly. Upon hearing the answer, a serious look replaced the smile on Dr. Naomi's face. "You know.. When you two came an hour ago wearing the same expression, I felt that all my life was betting on the event coming after." Dr. Naomi said softly. Mireille kept silent, as she said no words. "I felt afraid at that time, and my heart was beating like crazy. I know that she must already know about me.." Dr. Naomi stopped, as if trying to remember something. "The moment she told me she hated me, I felt I was ready to accept death." You should have told her yourself sooner.., don't you think..?? Dr. Naomi stopped talking for some time. But so sudden after that, her silence was over and the female vet smiled cheerfully. "I feel really happy and relieved that she wants to talk to me after." "Mmm.." Mireille made a grumbling noise. "Thank you very much, Mireille. I can't tell you what for to be exact, but I really feel like doing so." Yeah.. after all it is all thanks to me.. "..kay." Mireille muttered. Dr. Naomi continued talking. "I know that I am not supposed to hope that she will receive me, after all I did to her. But somehow, I have a feeling that sooner or later she will accept me." "Yeah, you left her." Mireille muttered. "You're lucky that she is kind." "Of course she is. She is my daughter. " Dr. Naomi proudly said. A moment of silence hanged between them for a couple minutes. "I've been wondering for long.." Mireille slowly said, as she looked seriously at the brown pairs of eyes in front of her. "What exactly was happened with Kirika..?" As already expected the question, Dr. Naomi made not a slightest bit reaction of surprise and calmly answered, "That's what I want you to listen to me for." "So, what happened..?" Mireille insisted. Dr. Naomi smiled slightly, and told Mireille the story. "It was around sixteen years ago when Kirika was born. The truth is, she was born in Japan, in a remote village, one that wasn't related to world's problem at all. When she was born, all my husband and I felt was happiness. She's gorgeus. As a baby, Kirika grew normally with me. She was supposed to be a normal kid later, but unfortunately a descendant of my family had a different fate which can't be denied. Let's just say that we are a family who has to learn fighting. We learn it to become some kind of bodyguard. You must know that many important people have lots of people who want to kill them, right..? Old fashion as we may be, we compete with other old families to become the best "bodyguards". Our family is well known as the best one to choose for among others. It must be hard to believe our existence nowadays, as those kind of things are not common knowledge." Mireille gave a look of confused to Dr. Naomi. The female vet smiled and said, "You must wonder why old families like us can use guns but not katanas,right..? We followed the change of era, of course." The blonde nodded in understanding slightly. Dr. Naomi stopped for a moment to breathe, and continued. "Once Kirika reached age two, it was a fate that she was separated from me. She soon will reach the age when one should be trained to protect somebody. It used to be boys who were trained, but the circumstances couldn't be helped. It was really a crisis that day. As there was not much descendant who was willing at that time, Kirika was trained harshly to fulfill our family purpose, whatever it was at that time. It couldn't be avoided since Kirika was a daughter of my husband, who was a prodigy at all martial arts. My grandfather who taught her was somewhat proud of her outstanding skill. He trained her with all his might. He hoped Kirika could be the best amongst the family. But some event occurred and grandpa became unstable. I guessed he met with troubles which made him very depressed. In the end he trained Kirika more and more intensely everyday and worse, without affection at all. I couldn't meet Kirika at all, as my grandfather didn't allow it at all. My grandfather would violently torture Kirika if she made a little mistake. As expected, the effect wasn't good. Grandpa overdid it. I heard that Kirika would finish her training wounded all over her body. Her eyes also reflected deep sadness and depression. She would sometimes scream at people with no reason, or did some other weird things. She was a kid, after all. She lacked love and comfort for children her age." Mireille listened seriously to Dr. Naomi. She noticed that the female vet's facial expression change a little bit sadder as the story was told further more. "Knowing that Kirika was gradually trained as if she were a machine, I couldn't sit still. As a mother, I decided to save her. One day I sneaked into my grandfather's place at night, and took Kirika with me. My husband was also agreed and joined me, protecting Kirika on our way to escape. At first, we assumed that we would be okay as we could run fast. But the problem came later. We were haunted by grandpa's underlings as we ran away. My husband told me to just leave, and he would take care of those men. I tried my best to come to the destination place where I've found to leave Kirika. It was some kind of a peaceful house, with a field of wine. I thought it was a nun's academy, or something. I met the head of that house in panic, a woman named Altena. She kindly welcomed Kirika, without asking much. Her manner impressed me, and I just felt like trusting her. Relieved that Kirika would be safe here, I continued to run away. My father may punish me, but not Kirika." Mireille couldn't help but surprised after hearing the story. She didn't expect Kirika or Dr. Naomi to be burdened by such fate because of their family. As Dr. Naomi was taking her breath, the blonde asked slowly, "What happened after..?" "I was secluded at some place, forbid to do anything." The female vet said softly. "But my grandfather died a year ago. So I'm free. That's why I searched for my daughter." "Where's your husband,now..?" "He is.." Dr. Naomi whispered weakly, "already passed away." "Sorry." The blonde quickly said. "It's okay." Mireille changed the topic, "Do you know that the peaceful place you talking about.." The blonde's gaze fell upon the brown orbs in front her. "It's not a nun academy, you know." Dr. Naomi smiled slightly. "Yes. But I still can't imagine Kirika trained with my grandpa any longer." Trained there or not, she was a killing machine, once.. "Hmm.." grumbled Mireille. The blonde slowly looked at Dr. Naomi. "Did Kirika know about this..?" "I have told her everything. But as I expected, she remembers nothing about it." "As you expected..?" Mireille asked, perplexed. "She lost all her memories at that time, whether it was erased or not, I don't know." "Maybe it was Altena's doing." "Maybe." Dr. Naomi said in a calm tone. "You know, " the female vet suddenly grinned at Mireille. "The reason I told you about this..?" The blonde replied nothing and simply looked at Dr. Naomi, waiting an answer. The older one of the two laughed. "It's because I happened to see that you care for her." The word "care" was emphasized by Dr. Naomi for some reason. Mireille in return blushed and looked at some place other than Dr. Naomi. What the..??!How could she know..??!! "Just kidding." Dr. Naomi stated cheerfully. "But I'm happy to realize that you care for her so much." After a few more words, their conversation end. Dr. Naomi and Mireille stepped out of the room together. Then, Mireille found the brunette was doing something like playing with the animals in the clinic. Mireille called out the Japanese-looking girl's name. Heard that her name was called, the brunette glanced at the blonde and smiled slightly after. Kirika stood up and walked towards Mireille and Dr. Naomi. "Do you want to talk with Dr. Naomi again, Kirika..? I've done talking." Mireille asked. Kirika shook her head. "Let's go.. home." "You two must be tired." Dr. Naomi said calmly. "See you tomorrow then, Kirika." "Yes." The Japanese girl replied. Mireille and Kirika both excused their self after that. Dr. Naomi waved cheerfully to the two of them as the two left the clinic, walking slowly and waved back to her. On their way to the apartment, Mireille couldn't help but felt worried on the brunette. Tough from the facial and physical look the brunette was as calm as usual. Mireille decided to ask later. They walked for about ten minutes before reached the apartment. Mireille unlocked the door and stepped in slowly, while Kirika followed behind. "I'll make tea." Kirika whispered to Mireille, as she headed to the kitchen. Mireille let out a long sighed of exhaustion. Then she threw herself on her usual chair, waiting for the tea. Many thought were swinging in her mind. Not too long after, Kirika brought the tea pot carefully to the table. As usual, Mireille took two cups first from the kitchen, before enjoying the tea. As the brunette was pouring the tea, the sign that the two of them were done with the preparations, Mireille silently gazed at the brunette's face. How much time left do I have to just look at her like this.. if she is about to leave..? "Here's your tea." Kirika said softly as she gave the cups to the blonde. Mireille received the cup. The tea was still too hot to drink, so she decided to drink it later. The blonde unconsciously started gazing at Kirika again. The brunette seemed to have noticed that Mireille was gazing at her, as her cheeks turned a little bit redder. "Mireille..?" Kirika whispered softly, puzzled. The blonde woke up. She looked up at Kirika and found that the Japanese girl was looking at her. Her brown orbs reflected confusion. "Felt sleepy..?" Kirika slowly asked. "Uh.. No." the blonde muttered. "I just... Nothing." With that answer, Kirika silently sipped her tea while Mireille played with the spoon on her palms. "Kirika.. How do you feel right now..?" Mireille asked softly. The Japanese girl smiled. "Okay." "Really..?" "Yes." "Hmm.. She told me your life story, too.." the blonde said, as a smile hanged on her face. "Pretty interesting." The Japanese girl looked confusedly at Mireille. "You think so..?" "Yeah.." Mireille answered. "I don't remember anything... about it." "She told me that, too.." Mireille smiled. "Say, does Dr. Naomi really feel like your real mother..?" Kirika looked at Mireille and gazed at the blonde's blue orbs. "I still.. don't know." She whispered softly. "Oh.. okay." "Uh.." Kirika looked away from Mireille, and lowered her head. "I just.. don't know what it feels like to have a family." she said softly. "I.. don't know and remember much of people. I just know to kill, use weapon, or else." Mireille realized the brunette's facial change. She then took one of Kirika's hands on the table and hold it tight. None of the two seemed to realize that they were now already used to that kind of contact. The blonde smiled, tried to comfort the younger girl in front of her. "You don't have to feel bad about it, Kirika. I understand." Kirika's brown eyes fell upon Mireille. "Maybe.. she really is my mother. Tough for now.. I still can't really tell the differences between her.. and other nice people." The Japanese-looking girl grasped the blonde's hand. "But.. I can tell that you aren't just nice, Mireille." she whispered in a very small voice. "Different." Mireille flushed upon hearing that. No. She didn't mean it like I thought it is, for sure. "Together with you.. are different.." Kirika said slowly. "I don't know." she sighed after saying that. Mireille smiled at the brunette. "Thank you, Kirika. You are not only nice to me, too." Mireille felt some pain slipped inside her heart, as she couldn't tell Kirika how she cares so much about her, how she wants to embrace her so badly. Mireille admitted that she was afraid to tell the Japanese girl. The blonde didn't have the slightest bit of confidence that her feeling would be replied by the brunette. Pushing all the desperating thought aside, Mireille smiled cheerfully at Kirika. "You know.. There's no one else in the world that can make me blabber about everything I know, besides you." The blonde laughed after saying that. Kirika in return also chuckled happily. The blonde's smiled grew wider as she looked at the brunette's laughing face. After that, both Mireille and Kirika talked about everything except anything related to Dr. Naomi. They simply enjoyed each other company, and talked until they felt sleepy and went to bed.
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