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Grayfia was surprised when Ichigo's lips tightly thinned into the beginning of a frown. He opened his mouth, as if to say something yet, simply sighed tiredly and ran a hand through his long orange locks. Grayfia blinked a few times before cautiously inquiring, "Is…there something wrong?"
"No, it's nothing," Ichigo shook his head as he walked towards the shattered window and peered over the edge.
"I'll have the window repaired as soon as possible," she immediately said upon realizing that the entirety of the room was now bare to the elements. Though her voice held no inflection of it, she was slightly ashamed at the damage she had done so blatantly.
Taking a moment, she regained her strict bearings and asked sharply, "I'm going to assume that Sirzechs did not inform you of your first task?"
Ichigo crossed his arm with an expectant look. "Task?"
"We have received reports of a human necromancer attempting a powerful summoning." She informed him. "At least three Sinners have been confirmed to being resurrected."
"And I'm supposed to go and send them packing back to pits, right?" Ichigo asked.
Grayfia nodded. "Sirzechs informed me that he had already spoken to you of such occurrences and how it will be your duty to rectify them."
"Yeah," Ichigo said, looking up at the ceiling in recollection. "It was one of the first things he brought up with me when we initially met."
"Very well then," She nodded. "We shall leave after eating lunch, ourselves."
"We?" Ichigo looked at her in surprise.
She permitted a wry curl of her lips as she began to walk out of his room. "Your first demonic incursion into the human world would be well to be supervised. Especially for such a delicate matter. It wouldn't due to have you burn down an entire village."
Ichigo gave her a dry look as he moved to follow her. "I lost control of my powers once, once."
"You burned several acres of land." She stated pointedly.
Ichigo merely sighed in defeat from behind her.
Queen led as Pawn followed and the two made their way down to the dining area to join Millicas. Every now and then however, Grayfia cast a sideways glance at her youngest charge. Eventually, Ichigo noticed and inquired as to why she kept looking at him. Her response?
"You are in need of a haircut."
Ichigo groaned.
Grayfia and Ichigo both stepped out of the crimson circle and proceeded to walk out of the alley they had teleported to. She cast a glance up and down the busy street.
"Where are we?" Ichigo asked from behind her. In response, Grayfia waved her hand towards the skyline. Ichigo followed her gesture until his eyes widened as he beheld the most dominant landmark on the horizon.
"Paris?" He asked while staring at wonder at the Eiffel Tower.
"Indeed," She stated before sensing out their destination. She then gave him an expectant look. At his confused expression, she placed a hand on her hip and narrowed her eyes.
"Right," Ichigo sighed before mechanically repeating. "All Underworld activity in the Paris district is under the direct administration of the Sallos family of the Seventy-Two Pillars."
When she raised an eyebrow, expecting more, Ichigo sighed in exasperation once again. "The Sallos family possess the rank of Great Duke. They are known as pacifists and generally avoid most conflict. They're also known for their production of love potions, aphrodisiacs and…other…promiscuous…things."
Trailing off towards the end, Grayfia thought it was rather cute how the young man couldn't meet her eyes. "Very good," She said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You've been paying attention to your lessons."
Her eyes then flickered to his hands that he was rubbing against one another. "Are they uncomfortable?"
"Huh?" A brief bout of confusion flitted across his features before he followed her gaze to his hands. Ichigo's own line of sight fell onto them and he noted the tribal like tattoos on each wrist. "Their slightly itchy."
"Let me see," she said while holding out her hand. As Ichigo placed his hands in her own, Grayfia traced the markings on his wrist with her index finger. She sent a cool rush of magic within his skin to lessen the irritation.
The markings, were an insulator of sorts. Ichigo still hadn't fully managed to reign in his powers and he was still liable to infect humans with his tremendous demonic presence. Of course they were only temporary. Ichigo's massive reserves would eventually burn right through them if given enough hours.
"Come, let's be off shall we?" She asked. Ichigo nodded his head and shoved his hands into the pockets of jeans and slouched his lean frame forward.
"Ichigo-kun," She said with a hint of censure, causing said young devil to flinch slightly. "Do not slouch."
"As you say, Nee-san." He said idly, straightening his back and blowing his bangs out of his eyes. She was about to chide him on his hair again when she caught sight of a man leering at her as they walked by. She fought the urge to roll her eyes.
'Men,' she thought in irritation.
She had changed out of her maid uniform into a long flowing, sky blue skirt and white blouse. She wasn't about to walk the streets of Paris in a maid outfit. The catcalls were unnecessary to her work, though it seemed that it wouldn't have made much of a difference.
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