Chapter 39: Arc 2, - 17: Trails
The bean buns were munched in between her teeth, a board in front of her face. The Sun beaming past the curtain got in her eye, causing her to wince.
Fumeko grunted with her mouth full. She got up from the floor, brushing off her hands before she sat on the other side of the board.
Bowls of finished food lied on her nightstand and her small table, blankets in a mess and the bed not made. The sack she always carried was emptied into a pile next to the wardrobe.
"Hm..." Fumeko pondered whilst examining the various pinned papers on the board, connected in a web of red string. The largest piece of paper was pinned on top, 'Velatos Case', it read.
Her thoughts became mutters out loud. "Me and Jotou beat the velatos with a stick and crushed it... The centicrab was stabbed in the eyes, but maybe the body was just too thick...
Then she basically skewered the bat and the rat velatos and the giant talking one needed a master level spell and last time that spell failed and so did every other method...
Still, she can't get hit by one directly... that day," Fumeko's eyes peered to the right of the board, various clues from the guild. She kept her thumb to her lips, "What did Moren say...?
He said we have just enough funds to repair the damages, but the prices of a velatos kill dropped only several hours before that night... it seems almost pre-emptive but," she sighed.
"That may just be a lucky coincidence; but that's two coincidences I have on you Moren... How could you just conveniently forget what Jotou said?" her eyes moved elsewhere.