[Kamikaze Chinchilla]

"You would only get hurt if you follow me," Nobuo stopped teasing her and gave her a hug, softly humming a tengu lullaby as he rocked back and forth to soothe her, stroking her hair. It had only been his ninth mission out, but he didn't do it just for the food, as he spoke of so often to Fumiko. He knew he only had a few months to a few years to live, and he was gathering the money in preparation for it since he wanted Fumiko to be living well even after he would pass away, but he had hidden most of it from her for the time being. He had someone who had agreed to tell Fumiko about it after he died. For now, he let her remain in her blissful ignorance, not knowing what fate had in store for them, "You are my little star, Fumiko." He nuzzled her hair and sighed, "If you want to come with me, you will have to learn the way of the sword and of our offensive magics. I can't have you coming with me while you're defenseless.."