As I keep on thinking about the past, a cold hand suddenly grabbed my arm. As a normal reflex i swayed it away from me but it griped really hard.

Looking at him who is staring at me coldly, i can't help but think of the things that he might do to me. Was he going to harass me or kill me or... Noooooo!!! I shook my head trying to take it out of my mind and gulped my saliva.

"anatahadare?" [who are you] Seikatsu asked while staring at her coldly but as she looked at him again, he was mesmerized by her beauty.

Her skin is tan, i can almost feel the smoothness of her skin, her long lashes that flicker, her deep brown eyes, her long soft hair, almost everything about her, exept for the fact that i don't know her. Who is this girl? Maybe she's a spy sent by those scumbag soldiers. As i had that thoughts I gritted my teeth.

The girl turned her face at him again, and looked straight into his eyes.

He maybe wearing a cold expression on his face but his eyes, his eyes says something, his eyes were gleaming with... with something that i can't explain.

She was intrigued by the luster of his eyes. After hearing the word that Seikatsu said, she doesn't know how to respond because she clearly don't know what it meant.

Seeing her puzzled, he asked again. Now with a sharp tone. "anatahadare?! Anata wa koko de nani o shite iru no?!" [who are you? what are you doing here?!]

Puzzled again and again, i pondered, maybe he's asking for my name? because I'm a stranger, so he would want to know who I am. I tried my best to act it out, pointing at myself and said "I am Maria Claridad" making a "pinch of salt" like gesture I added "Clari for short"

He somehow got the point, tried to say my name but it sounds more like "Kurari" then I remember that Japanese doesn't occasionally use "L" and its altered into "R" like how they call "Filipino" as "Firipino"

So i nod my head, tried to force a smile and made a thumbs up on my other hand that was quite shaking in fear. He somehow changed his mood and released my arm. When he is about to sit down, blood splattered out of his mouth while he clenched his chest. Reminded by the gunshot, i tore his clothes and found a fatal wound on his back that is somehow aligned near to his heart.