The Girl Who Spits Up Jewels (WN)

The whistle sounded faintly, and Crewe looked up into the sky.

None of the sounds appear. I can't even see a glimmer of smoke in the blue sky, so it doesn't seem like it's near the station... where in Vealton City is this? I didn't know where the mansion was or where the school was anymore because of a quick run through this city much wider than Liafiat City.

But.

- Forever in the future, you will never see that one.

Crewe trembled as a horrible word resurrected behind his ear.

Until we find Sputnik, we can't go back anywhere. If I don't, I won't be able to go back to the Sputnik jewelry store...

At the time I thought, I had something to lift out of my chest. Tears?

No. Stop, stop at the end of the road, and choke (mumble) about twice with Kofu, Kofu.

Anything that came out...

"Well, well, well. Oh, my God!"

Unfamiliar voice. Yet - I wonder why.

I got chills.

Hide the spitting gem in your hand and look back in a hurry to know that you were getting a hunch. There was one woman, looking down at Crewe. Black robes, golden buttons, gripped canes...... wizards.

"I said there was a strange word from Vealton about that guy, so if you didn't think... spit out the gem, kid. What a harvest!

The man? The legend?

Snake-like eyes peeling under the hood. Slightly red lips. An unpleasant tone.

The wizard in front of him sees Krew as he licks around and continues with words that Krew doesn't understand.

"Yeah, yeah, sure. Chestnut hair, white skin, tinted eyes - they look a lot like Angelica when she was healthy. It's so different from such a filthy research woman!

I wonder what you're talking about.

I'm terrified, and I can't even speak. An outstretched hand stroked Crewe's cheek.

"It's okay, I'm not scared."

Wizard's lips, distorted by grin.

"I'm Javot. I have a wonderful gift for you."

Shit.