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[   {        "posts": [ {               "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond wasn\u0026apos;t in the best situation man can think of. He was within a forest, with his sword in his hand, chainmail covering much of his surface, but no helmet on his head, fully revealing his breast-length brown hair, azure blue eyes, and a face with scars that make him look almost a decade older than his real age - which is 22. Helmets are hardly heroic, are they? In this situation, one would have come very much useful, as some of his enemies had bows. But who were his enemies and where was he exactly? His enemies were a mixture of skeletons and zombies, and unfortunately, skeletons are smarter than he can assume.\u003Cbr\u003EIt is all within a dark forest, which is obviously located on the place of an old cementary - while there are definitely dense trees that gave off the forest vibe, there were also rotten, rusted fences, some barely-intact gravestone-shaped stone with no writing on them, as it has completely decayed away. Zombies may be slow walkers, but when a human - especially a cute girl - is running away from them, for some unknown reason, the slow zombies always manage to catch up and grab her legs!\u003Cbr\u003EStephanus is currently in the process of beating a skeleton\u0026apos;s skull into pulp with his sword\u0026apos;s crossguard.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T09:18:31.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526627911,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Zombies, n\u0026apos; skeletons, n\u0026apos; hunks in suits of armor. Oh my!\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003EIt really wasn\u0026apos;t Chiyo\u0026apos;s day. She\u0026apos;d failed her math quiz. Her crush started officially dating someone else. And after accidentally walking through the wrong shortcut on the way home, she found herself trying to escape the harrowing clutches of the undead. Since when was this cemetery put here? And since when did hands shoot up out of the ground? \u0026quot;Gah!\u0026quot; She fell hard down to the ground, a decaying hand wrapped around her slender, fair ankle, tightening around her as she tried to escape. \u0026quot;S-Someone? Anyone--\u0026quot; She wanted to scream, or cry, but the words weren\u0026apos;t coming out. Stupidly enough she worried about the grass stains on her school uniform, her white, dress blouse torn, her fluttering skirt wrenched up above her thighs, revealing the simply sweet, pink panties underneath. She thought about her scattered math notes spilling from her overturned bag. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003EShe kicked the advancing zombie in the face, crunching skull matter or brain or \u003Cem\u003Esomething\u003C/em\u003E that made a sickening enough of a noise to get her nauseous. She wiggled away, a detached hand still on her ankle, making her limp. \u0026quot;Ugh get this--eeeewww!\u0026quot; She sobbed, trying to brush off the rigor mortis, as the zombies were steadily catching up with her. What was even more bizzare was the dude in chainmail, fighting off these skinless beasts like as if it were child\u0026apos;s play. He looked scary too, though. \u0026quot;H-Hey! Uhm, whatever you do, don\u0026apos;t bring the skellies over here--\u003Cem\u003Eeep\u003C/em\u003E!\u0026quot; An arrow narrowly missed her ear, thunking into the tree behind her.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T09:33:57.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526628837,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond definitely didn\u0026apos;t notice the sweet and innocent-looking young sweetheart who was in an even bigger distress than he was. After pulverizing one skeleton\u0026apos;s skull, he simply pushed the one next to it away using his magic tricks - just waving his hand at the skeleton, which then got spontaneously pushed back, as if it was shot by an air cannon of a sort. He hurried to get to the girl, and it seemed like this wasn\u0026apos;t fast enough - he jumped forward, and seemed to gain a great deal of momentum. Almost like in anime, rather than real life. He found himself near the girl, not even looking at her yet or saying any words, other than. \u0026quot;Get behind me. I\u0026apos;ll try to handle them. Don\u0026apos;t go anywhere yet.\u0026quot; he said. Instead of telling her to make a run for it, he knew that the safest place was probably next to him.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003EWith that out of the way, he took his left hand onto the sword\u0026apos;s blade, and aimed the sword at the zombies, as if the sword was a gun of a sort. Then, electricity started to flow through his hands, into the sword without even hurting them - or her, if she was too close - and then, thunder and lightning was shot from the sword, onto the zombies. The lightning hit the undead, and it effectively fried them dead. Off course, he had to \u0026apos;shoot\u0026apos; multiple of them, and eventually targeted the skeletal archer that was shootign arrows. Thankfully, it had a really bad aim.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003EHe did not see any more zombies, or skeletons with bows, only naked and unarmed skeletons approaching. This was the time he needs to consider whether to convince her to run away, or stay with him.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T09:41:34.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526629294,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "The ground shook and Chiyo stumbled back onto her tush, the area around her cleared as the zombies and skeletons distracted themselves with the great warrior. \u0026quot;Oh, o-okay, \u003Cem\u003Ebehind\u003C/em\u003E, I can do that.\u0026quot; Now her main objective was getting his hand off of her leg. It was a slimy thing, nails missing, worms wiggling from out of a knuckle. Each time she tried to ply it off her ankle she recoiled with a shiver and a gag, huffing and puffing to the point of tears, nearly missing the display of electricity flashing all about them. She looked up, and suddenly the burnt bodies of their enemies flopped down around them. \u0026quot;What just happened?\u0026quot; she asked herself quietly, before the hand finally unclamped from her leg, scurrying off in fright. She beamed, her smile full of mirth as she stood, clinging onto the back of his armor as she hugged him from behind. \u0026quot;No, seriously?! How did you do that? That was \u003Cem\u003Eamazing\u003C/em\u003E!\u0026quot; Chiyo chirped, bouncing up against him as she obliviously ignored the torrent of naked skeletons wading in around them. \u0026quot;Oh. Maybe you should do that thingy again? With the light and the \u0026apos;pshhoow crack!\u0026apos;\u0026quot; And that was definitely how lightening sounded. But he was just too cool! She couldn\u0026apos;t get over how surreal this was. Maybe she\u0026apos;d snuck in an afternoon nap? Yeah, this had to have just been a dream.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T10:00:44.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526630444,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond looked at Chiyo and made an awkward smile and an awkward little laugh, somewhat similar to a giggle, yet obvlisious deeper-voiced. \u0026quot;He-heh...\u0026quot; he made the awkward smile, almost like a schoolgirl of a sort who was in a situation both exciting and embarassing at the same time. \u0026quot;It took years of training. Now stand back, sweetheart, I\u0026apos;m about to make a short work of the survivors.\u0026quot; he said, patting the head of the cute little schoolgirl with his gauntlet-clad iron hand, then he took the sword into his hands by the blade - yes, holding the blade instead of the actual grip - and charged into the horde of the skeletons, kicking one away, hitting one\u0026apos;s skull with the crossguard of his sword, like before, using the sword as an ad-hoc hammer. When anonther one tried to attack him, he punched its skull with his armour-clad hand so hard, that the skull broke... but his hand hurt afterwards. \u0026quot;Ow!\u0026quot; he made the complaining sound, before stepping back to kick the close skeleton in the rub.\u003Cbr\u003EThen he jumped back, pushed three of the remaining skeletons away his simple magic, as before - just waving his hands at them made them spontaneously fly back. Telekinessis. Then he used his sword-hammer technique on the one he didn\u0026apos;t push away. Then onto the remaining three, he stepped on one\u0026apos;s skull, beat the other with his sword\u0026apos;s crossguard, beat the third one with the pommel! \u003Cbr\u003EThen, after all of this, he sighed in relief and breathed a bit heavily, putting his sword back onto the scabbard, approaching the girl. Whether she tried to glomp him or not, he would go for hugging her and petting her head, even if he is wearing gauntlets that make his touch.... metallic. \u0026quot;Are you allright, beautiful one?\u0026quot; he asked from her.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T10:07:29.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526630849,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "The little pat he gave her was more comforting than he ever knew, and she was reassured of him. What bad guy would do half as so much to comfort her? Her fingers gripped her blouse as she watched him, awestruck. It was like an old school rpg, the way he fought and blasted the enemies back. The out of character \u0026apos;ow\u0026apos; had her giggling, more entertained than frightened as he made crushed bones and dust out of skeletons that were once terrifying to her. Now they just seemed goofy, so easily squashed down by one man. When the last of them fell, she clapped her hands in a feverish round of applause, practically bouncing in his arms as he wrapped them around her. \u0026quot;\u003Cem\u003EOh\u003C/em\u003E. Beautiful one? I, uhm,\u0026quot; her face positively glowed, her face tilting up towards his as she stood on her tippytoes. \u0026quot;Yeah, \u0026apos;m okay. You? Your hand didn\u0026apos;t get hurt too bad, did it?\u0026quot; Never mind that she was pressed up against a guy she didn\u0026apos;t know, maybe it was the adrenaline making her a little funny. But he\u0026apos;d saved her \u003Cem\u003Elife\u003C/em\u003E! \u0026quot;Gotta admit, this has been... a \u003Cem\u003Ereal\u003C/em\u003E crazy dream. I mean, zombies, skeletons, really cool knight-dudes? This can\u0026apos;t be real!\u0026quot; She plopped her head on his broad shoulder, enjoying the moment.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T10:30:51.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526632251,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond would have said \u0026apos;Baka!\u0026apos; if he was in an anime, and was rude. But he wasn\u0026apos;t. Instead of berating her for being at such a dangerous place, he just patted her head, as before. He did not bother to answer the question about his hand - it wasn\u0026apos;t hurt. Yes, it felt a bit painful, but there were absolutely no injuries there. And even if there were, nothing a bit of healing magic can\u0026apos;t fix. It was more of an annoyance and nuisance, than any real harm. \u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;A dream? Little one, you made a big mistake venturing in this dangerous area... Everyone in the village must be looking for you. We don\u0026apos;t-\u0026quot; he wanted to take her hand and get moving with her, but she was so sweet having her head on his shoulder. He couldn\u0026apos;t just stop that. No, definitely not. So instead, he embraced her in a somewhat tighter hug, but only to use that as an opportunity to take her up into his arms, and carry her pseudo-bridal style. \u0026quot;... Your fellow villagers must be looking for you, sweetheart. I\u0026apos;m going to take you to the next place of civilization.\u0026quot; \u003Cbr\u003EHe didn\u0026apos;t believe one word about what she said about dreams. But if she dragged that on, he had something to say to her. \u0026quot;Did you hit your head hard, sweet thing? We are on Planet Artograch, on the Continent of Artograch, in the Kingdom of Etrand, less than an hour of walk away from the village of Talon...\u0026quot; he would say that to her. The first sentence is the closest he would get to \u0026apos;Baka!\u0026apos;. \u0026quot;Are you not from Talon, sweetheart? I\u0026apos;ll try to take you home, so long as you live reasonably close...\u0026quot; Boy, he was dense.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T10:38:22.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526632702,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo \u0026quot;Pffft danger?\u0026quot; She smiled up at him, as if he were silly for teasing her. \u0026quot;There\u0026apos;s no way to die in a dream~ Besides, you\u0026apos;re here to protect me, aren\u0026apos;t you?\u0026quot; She felt a quick change in her positions as he\u0026apos;d easily scooped her up in his arms, the girl clinging onto him around his shoulders, feeling her whole body flood with warmth. \u0026quot;Mmph. You\u0026apos;re pretty strong, aren\u0026apos;t you? This sure \u003Cem\u003Efeels\u003C/em\u003E real.\u0026quot; She muttered under her breath, looking up at him from their close distance. If this was a dream, then why wasn\u0026apos;t her stupid high school \u003Cem\u003Ecrush\u003C/em\u003E the one saving her? Not that she minded this man. Behind the scars, which were cool in it of themselves, he was undoubtedly handsome. She would\u0026apos;ve been fine just swooning over him, but he had to list off such ridiculously named places. Her little button nose wrinkled in confusion. \u0026quot;Artograch...\u0026quot; she tried it on her tongue, and decided she didn\u0026apos;t like it. \u0026quot;I don\u0026apos;t live anywhere near \u003Cem\u003ETalon\u003C/em\u003E, that\u0026apos;s for sure. But my house should be around here somewhere!\u0026quot; Her head whipped around, and she squirmed up against him as she tried to locate anything that looked familiar to him. \u0026quot;I took a shortcut different than usual, on my way back from school... meh, who cares?\u0026quot; She nuzzled her sweet face into his neck, the only place devoid of armor. \u0026quot;Mmh, haha~ I like it when you call me sweetheart~ Since this is a dream, I might as well enjoy it without getting embarrassed. Ah, I\u0026apos;m Chiyo! You are?\u0026quot; She pulled away only to look into his eyes, her own curiously darting between his.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T10:54:15.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526633655,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond couldn\u0026apos;t believe what he was hearing! She was still pretending that this was a dream! There may have been physically only four years between the two of them, but mentally, it looked like there was a much bigger gap! So he sighed. \u0026quot;This is reality, sweetheart... You are in no dream.\u0026quot; Oh boy... If only he knew that she is not from around here, that it would be effectively fruitless to look for her home, for her house in Talon, or anywhere nearby! But hey, at least he got his hands on this cute girl! He felt slightly embarassed at her nuzzling, but enjoyed it at the same time. He responded to it by rubbing her head while carrying her, walking in an arbitrary direction she probably does not know.\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;My name is Stephanus Tavilrond, one of the Knights of the Blood Red Light... and for the last time, sweethear- I mean, Chiyo... you are not in a dream. I am going to take you hom-\u0026quot; but then she looked into his eyes. And so, he looked back into hers with his azure-blue eyes. He took one good look at this girl, before making mental conclusions up in his head. Her attire was highly unusual. She mentioned school, but rural people don\u0026apos;t usually go to school - nobles tend to hire tutors, while peasants are just illiterate. Judging by her clothes, she definitely couldn\u0026apos;t be a peasant girl. But nobility doesn\u0026apos;t wear clothes like that either. Neither do the urban bourgeoise.\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;So, how did you end up wandering to this forest anyway? You said you don\u0026apos;t live anywhere near Talon... are you from a nearby hamlet, and wandered off? Are you from Grandfolk by a chance? Because I happen to live there...\u0026quot; the fool said that, not realizing that she is from another world. Yes, he does find her beautiful, attractive, and all that - but he doesn\u0026apos;t realize so far, that she is from another world, not someone he can just take home to her family.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T11:02:06.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526634126,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo couldn\u0026apos;t even imagine this being reality, it spanned far past her delicate sensibilities. She\u0026apos;d probably faint from shock at the notion that she\u0026apos;d been transported to this far away land so suddenly, without any warning. But he kept calling her sweetheart, and soothing her with his warmth and strength. However, it seemed she wasn\u0026apos;t getting anywhere in telling him that this was all just a figment of her imagination. So, she played along, a quizzical lift of her brows the only indication that she wasn\u0026apos;t taking this seriously. \u0026quot;Stephanus. I really like that name. Sounds \u003Cem\u003EGreek\u003C/em\u003E... why\u0026apos;re you looking at me like that?\u0026quot; Little known to her, he was making his mind up about her. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;I told you. I took a shortcut through the park near my school. Literally, like, a block away. Here, lemme show you.\u0026quot; Chiyo smiled warmly at him as she broke herself off from his grip, plopping down onto her feet as she gathered up her backpack, stuffed her things neatly back inside, and hooked it over her shoulders. She led him over to a passage of trees, her expression thoughtful. \u0026quot;Was it this one...? No, maybe this way...\u0026quot; Grandfolk, Talon. What were these places? \u0026quot;No, I live in Shinjuku. Just a train ride away from Shibuya?\u0026quot; She looked up over her shoulder at him, pulling down her skirt and brushing off a few leaves from. it. \u0026quot;Y\u0026apos;know. \u003Cem\u003EJapan\u003C/em\u003E. Land of the rising sun!\u0026quot; How could she possibly teach him about the land she\u0026apos;d come from? The girl huffed, quizzically. \u0026quot;Welll... if your place is nearby, \u003Cem\u003EGrandfolk\u003C/em\u003E or whatever, do you think you could let me borrow your phone?\u0026quot; She asked, though looking at his armor... maybe that was expecting too much.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T11:17:08.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526635028,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond responded to all that Chiyo said by completel silence and confusion, stopping in his tracks, raising his eyebrows, tilting his head to the side, having a frozen look on his lips. The sign of total confusion and lack of understanding. \u0026quot;I am Etrandish, I don\u0026apos;t know what Greek is...\u0026quot; he mubmbled at first. \u0026quot;Shinjuku? Shibuya? Sounds like cities from Drago- Japan? I\u0026apos;ve never heard of such a land. Where is this Japan?\u0026quot; but then she asked for a phone. \u0026quot;What\u0026apos;s a phone?\u0026quot;\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003ELooking at his armour, it really was too much to ask for a phone, and tell him about Japan, and all the towns within it. So eventually, after a few more moments of awkward silence and confusion, he shrugged, sighed, facepalmed, and decided to give up. So he approached her, trying to take her hand - or even lift her up again, if she seemed open to that - going down to the same road as before. \u0026quot;Now-now, my horse is nearby. We have to arrive to Talon before sunset, if we want a comfortable bed, warm food and drinkable water....\u0026quot; acting like a parent all of the sudden.\u003Cbr\u003EAnd indeed, if all went according to plan, he would find his horse next to a tree, not too far off, just waiting for them, all saddled and with a stirrup. It is a white mare, one surprisingly beautiful. But off course, Stephanus won\u0026apos;t give the also beautiful Chiyo to be amazed at his horse, not at all. Instead, he whistles to call the horse to himself, putting - or rather, attempting to put - Chiyo onto the saddle first, before mounting the horse himself. He deliberately tries to do it in a way that Chiyo will be sitting in front of him, rather than behind him, as he considers that to be saved, and a better way to show her the scenery.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T11:25:35.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526635535,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo would\u0026apos;ve laughed at the silly look of confusion on his face, but she kind of felt bad for startling him. It seemed neither of them understood where the other came from, literally, and if it wasn\u0026apos;t for the fact that they could understand each other, she would\u0026apos;ve believed that they were from different places. Seeing him give up had her little shoulders slumping. \u0026quot;Yeah. This is hurting my brain too much.\u0026quot; Instead she automatically looped her arms around his shoulders, as if already used to being in his arms, though the metal was a little uncomfortable against her. His face, battle hardened as it was, was much softer than the steel. She rubbed her cheek against his thoughtfully, until she pressed her nose playfully against his, close enough to feel his breath ghosting over her lips. \u0026quot;\u003Cem\u003EHorse\u003C/em\u003E?! I\u0026apos;ve never ridden a horse before~!\u0026quot; Her young, bright eyes quickly took in the sight of the large, white horse, a small squeak leaving her as she struggled to loop her leg over the beast. Her skirt rode up her thighs, and just when she tried to readjust herself, he was easily mounting behind her. She could feel his warmth behind her, and she looked up at him with a small, shy smile. \u0026quot;Talon. Is it really so far away?\u0026quot; She pet the horse\u0026apos;s mane, cooing at it gently, before asking him. \u0026quot;What were \u003Cem\u003Eyou\u003C/em\u003E doing here, before I came? Oh! Are you on some kinda quest?\u0026quot; She wanted to help him, if she could!\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T11:43:43.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526636623,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond was definitely embarassed by all the sudden nuzzling and cheek-rubbing, but he played along, as he quite enjoyed it! He felt it was a little bit too sudden, and had some bad experiences with girls who jumped into his arms too early, and expected him to reciprocate their romantic feelings immediately, forcing him to pretend to be in love out of a sense of duty. He feared that might happen again... But she was pretty, she was cute, she was sweet, so he might not even need to pretend!\u003Cbr\u003EHe kissed Chiyo\u0026apos;s cheek, and her nose - but not her lips yet, although that happening accidentally probably wasn\u0026apos;t too unlikely - before putting her onto the horse. \u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;It\u0026apos;s less than an hour on foot. Probably less than a quarter of an hour on horseback.\u0026quot; he said quite clearly. \u0026quot;Jiah!\u0026quot; he said to the horse, getting it to go forward at a somewhat faster speed than before. throtting. At the same time, he pets Chiyo\u0026apos;s head while the horse is throtting in the direction. \u0026quot;You could say that. I have already accomplished my goal there... Now I\u0026apos;ll only need to tell the villagers.\u0026quot; he said, having the horse go in the direction of the village.\u003Cbr\u003EThe trees start getting rarer, and from the distance, they can see a wooden town of a sort - one that is surrounded by wooden walls, cut in half by a naviable river, full of wooden buildings, save for a stone church. At least, from this distance, that town - the one he called a village - is bit a flickering pixel. \u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;When we get back, I am going to get something to eat for the both of us, and get a room for us in the tavern. Then, I\u0026apos;ll make it my next quest to see that you are housed in a safe place.\u0026quot; he said, rubbing her head. What he really meant was, that he is going to house her in his house, within the city of Grandfolk, which is at least one day away on horseback. But now, they have to get to Talon first!\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T11:56:11.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526637371,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo Never mind the bashfulness she felt from his kisses, something she\u0026apos;d never allowed a boy before, she\u0026apos;d think about that in the morning, when she woke from this crazy dream. Ah, but she really was missing out, thinking about it any longer. Her eyes took in everything, the green, rolling hills, the clean, fresh air of the earth around her. She\u0026apos;d been out to the countryside, but it\u0026apos;d never been as isolated as this! Everything was beautiful, he\u0026apos;d made a right choice in letting her sit in the front, affording her all the views this foreign land had to offer. Her bum \u003Cem\u003Ewas\u003C/em\u003E a little sore, however, unused to riding, and she uncomfortably shifted. \u0026quot;It\u0026apos;s gorgeous, Steph! Uhm, don\u0026apos;t mind me, though. Do whatever business you have to do.\u0026quot; She nodded quite affably, not wanting to get in the way of his plans--even though it was \u003Cem\u003Eher\u003C/em\u003E dream. Really, she wasn\u0026apos;t going to be convinced until she woke up again, still trapped in this world. Well, that or she felt physical pain. The first came in the form of a rumbling tummy, a small frown settling as she looked down, her hand passing over her flat stomach. \u0026quot;Hmph. I guess I am hungry, though. I think I\u0026apos;ve got some cash.\u0026quot; Chiyo dug in her backpack to find her wallet, where a few silver yen pieces laid in her hand. \u0026quot;There\u0026apos;s a couple hundred yen... I thought I had a five somewhere.\u0026quot; She offered it to him innocently enough, hoping to contribute.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T12:19:00.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526638740,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            }        ],        "sectionName": "Forest"    },    {        "posts": [            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond kept riding towards the village, and looked at the money she offered. \u0026quot;Chiyo, I\u0026apos;m afraid they won\u0026apos;t accept that kind of money in Talon... but thank you.\u0026quot; he said, petting her head yet again. \u0026quot;I will pay for the food and the bed, don\u0026apos;t worry about it.\u0026quot; he said to the girl, trying to reassure her. He even smiled! In truth, his business could wait for a while, but nevertheless, the horse was throtting towards the village of Talon. The gates were still open, and as minutes passed, the horse just arrived at the gate and went straight in, not being stopped by the guards at all. After this, Stephanus decided to ride towards the stables to \u0026apos;park\u0026apos; his horse.\u003Cbr\u003EThe inside of the village is what must have surprised Chiyo even more. It wasn\u0026apos;t just a medieval village. It was village filled with wooden houses, people carrying wheat, in fact, she could even see cows wandering around in the village! Cows! Stephanus slowed his horse down, and if Chiyo was particularly unlucky, she could have risked getting her face licked by one of those bovines! Nevertheless, the paladin eventually reached the stable, led the horse in, dismounted it, then reached for Chiyo to jump into his arms, so he can carry er to the tavern - unless she prefers to walk on her own feet.\u003Cbr\u003EWhile going for the tavern, which was less than a minute of walk from the stables, she could have another good look at the village - there is a stone church, there are people with tools, there are some buildings with weird signs on them, and from a distance, she can even see a large, blocky, wooden keep, presumably the keep of the lord. \u0026quot;Come on, sweetheart, we are going to eat in the tavern.\u0026quot;\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T12:26:29.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526639189,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo puffed out her cheeks. Of course her money would be no good in dreamland. But Stephanus was so kind! She relaxed into his hand as he pet it for the umpteenth time, unnaturally relaxed around a man who could control things with his mind. Like him, the village was also dressed in what seemed to be Medieval European wear, akin to those she\u0026apos;d seen in textbooks or movies, but never before in real life. She observed quietly, blinking with a happy laugh at the attention one nearby cow gave her as it slowly lapped its slimy tongue over her face. \u0026quot;Haha!\u0026quot; She wiped her face off with the back of her hand, looking up at Stephanus as he offered to carry her again. As much as she\u0026apos;d liked being pampered, she shuffled her feet awkwardly. \u0026quot;Well, it\u0026apos;s different when there\u0026apos;s people around,\u0026quot; she told him, even though they too were supposed to be a figment of her imagination, publicly being carried around was still embarrassing. She settled for clinging to his arm instead, trying to keep a low profile. The tavern they approached had a waft of savory meat trailing from it, and she made a small noise of delight. \u0026quot;Mmh. Smells like beef. Ah, forgot to ask. How old are you, Stephanus?\u0026quot; Was their concept of age similar. \u0026quot;Where I\u0026apos;m from, at least, I\u0026apos;m 18. 20 is a consenting adult in Japan, though in other places it\u0026apos;s considered \u0026apos;of age\u0026apos;. How does it work here?\u0026quot; He had to at least be thirty. She couldn\u0026apos;t imagine him being any younger, not with his build and strength!\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T12:35:05.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526639705,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            }        ],        "sectionName": "Talon, Outside"    },    {        "posts": [            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond just smiled at Chiyo, as she pretended to be embarassed, but still tugged his arm, as he lead her to the tavern. \u0026quot;I was actually born twenty-two years ago. Aaand.... consent? You mean...? Oh right. There is no law around that... If they consent, they consent. If they don\u0026apos;t, then it\u0026apos;s rape...\u0026quot; he tried to explain it awkwardly. Rather than laws limiting who can be considered a consenting adult or not, people in this world resort to what they call \u0026apos;common sense\u0026apos;, consider it rape when it invovles a prepubescent girl or boy, considering it potentially consensual otherwise. But it\u0026apos;s still not a written law - just an assumption. An assumption that the enforcers of the law agree with and act upon.\u003Cbr\u003EStephanus gently opened the door of the tavern while explaining things to Chiyo. And what is in the wooden tavern? Wood, wood, and more wood! Chairs and tables made out of pure wood! Plates, forks, spoons and even knives made out of wood! It\u0026apos;s like the inhabitants of this village have a wood-fetish or something! The bartender was a fat man with messy long hair and a thick mustache. Long hair amongst men seems to be a common theme in this world, as a man with conventionally short hair was yet to be seen in this world. In fact, even clear-shaven adult men seem nonexistent - even Stephanus has a stubble, something more than just a morning shadow. The smell of beef hits even his nose.\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;Please take a seat at an empty table. I\u0026apos;ll handle the food for us.\u0026quot; he smiled, and spontaneously kissed Chiyo\u0026apos;s forehead, if she consented to it. Afterwards, he went to the bartender, pulled out five golden coins from his pocket, put it on the table, and said. \u0026quot;I would like some beef stew and apple cabbage stew for the two of us, with some wine and bread. Will the money suffice?\u0026quot; to which the bartender just nodded silently as he took the money. \u0026quot;Oh, and... a room for two for one night.\u0026quot; to which the bartender showed the number six on his fingers. The knight paid six silver coins, and received a key. Then he went to the table Chiyo occupied for herself, to set next to her. \u0026quot;It\u0026apos;s going to take a bit of time, but we\u0026apos;ll have full stomachs before sleeping.\u0026quot;\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T12:44:12.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526640252,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo nearly stopped in her tracks, if it wasn\u0026apos;t for Stephanus tugging her along. \u003Cem\u003ETwenty-two\u003C/em\u003E. She would\u0026apos;ve said something rude, but she instead closed her mouth, wondering what someone \u003Cem\u003Eher\u003C/em\u003E age was supposed to look like. Hearing him so plainly speak about rape had her more sensible side gushing. \u0026quot;Right! So, forcing yourself on someone else is wrong \u003Cem\u003Ehere\u003C/em\u003E too. That\u0026apos;s good.\u0026quot; Not that she\u0026apos;d ever have to worry about that. Right? Led inside, the tavern was very charming, including all the bearded, long haired men, the wooden cutlery, and the clinking of ale glasses. Chiyo chose an empty table for two, but not before she received a soft kiss on her forehead. She sighed happily, her face resting in her hands. She considered the thought that this was real. If so, she had a very kissy, cuddly companion, and that was nice in itself. She didn\u0026apos;t have to worry about her mother or father disapproving. No studying. Her fingers stuffed themselves demurely into her lap, her face tilting up toward his as he took the seat beside her. \u0026quot;I\u0026apos;ve gotta thank you, for everything, Stephanus,\u0026quot; she blurted, her eyes darting between his. \u0026quot;Seriously, you... \u003Cem\u003Esaved\u003C/em\u003E me. And now you\u0026apos;re even trying to get me home. Well. Maybe that\u0026apos;s impossible. But you\u0026apos;re really \u003Cem\u003Ekind\u003C/em\u003E. And... your kisses feel good.\u0026quot; The last part of that was mumbled, her fingers playing with her hair, before she resumed her display of attitude. \u0026quot;So, if there\u0026apos;s anything \u003Cem\u003EI\u003C/em\u003E can do to make this easier, then by all means. I\u0026apos;m in your debt.\u0026quot; She bowed her head politely, hoping she could be of some use to him.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T13:03:36.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526641416,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond looked back at Chiyo, smiling as before, and pattingt her head yet again, after all those millions of pats - but before doing so, he remembered that he was in armour, so he swiftly detached his gauntlets from his armour, putting them onto the table, then finally getting to pat Chiyo with his real hands.\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;It is my duty to save people like you, Chiyo... It is my job to prevent people like you from falling victim to the Forces of Darkness... I was merely doing my duty, but...\u0026quot; he looked at her even more closely. Her beautiful eyes, her beautiful hair, her cute face... \u0026quot;You\u0026apos;re beautiful, you\u0026apos;re cute, you\u0026apos;re an adult, and I assume, that despite all this, you are not married. So, maybe...\u0026quot; and he began sticking his fingers togethers. \u0026quot;If you don\u0026apos;t really have a home....\u0026quot; which he finds hard to believe, given her pristine clothes \u0026quot;... then I have a place where you can stay, in the city. It can get quite lonely there without someone like you.\u0026quot; which is his way of asking her to live with him, and things like that. And that maybe they should get married one day.\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;Ohohoho, here comes the food!\u0026quot; he rejoiced, as the bartender started bringing a large and flat wooden plate, that contained four rounded wooden plates, two spoons, and two mugs of ale. \u0026quot;Well... our food has arrived. Let\u0026apos;s dig into it, sweetheart.\u0026quot; he said, smiling at her, waiting for her to taste the food first. Apple cabbage stew, and beef stew. The earlier is a crunchy sweet-and-sour dish, while the latter is straight-up salted meat with onions, garlic and pepper, making it very spicy and manly. The ale... is just ale. Hand-made ale. It definitely has a more authentic and colourful taste to it than the factory-produced beer Chiyo may or may not have drunk in her own home world.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T13:12:41.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526641961,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo was happy to see him take a bit of his armor off, wondering what he looked like with the rest of it off. Well, that was rather improper! But she\u0026apos;d more or less been rejected by the boy she liked, so him fawning over her and adoring her with little pats and kisses well made up for it, hell she even forgot there was someone else she\u0026apos;d liked with Stephanus doting her incessantly with attention. But the compliments grew to be too much for her. \u0026quot;Jeez!\u0026quot; She gasped, her hands clapping over her reddened cheeks as they burned with bashfulness, shaking her head. \u0026quot;N-No, \u0026apos;m not, I\u0026apos;m not married. I\u0026apos;m not even \u003Cem\u003Edating\u003C/em\u003E, and--\u0026quot; Even in Japan it was taboo for a young girl to live with a man, unmarried. Well, for her family at least. \u0026quot;I... do have a home. But until I go back. \u003Cem\u003EYeah\u003C/em\u003E. If you don\u0026apos;t mind the extra trouble~\u0026quot; Chiyo tried to be polite, but she wanted to see where he lived. Of course, she hadn\u0026apos;t even considered marrying him, but that was the difference in their culture she supposed. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003ETwo big bowls for each of them--well, the bowls dwarved her, as well as the near pitches of ale. The intense scents of the strong foods had her holding her nose, her eyes watering. \u0026quot;Very strong!\u0026quot; She said happily, her spoon dug into the beef stew first, blowing cool air on it eagerly before discovering just how good western beef stew was! \u0026quot;\u003Cem\u003EMmmhhhn\u003C/em\u003E.\u0026quot; She held her cheek happily. \u0026quot;So good!\u0026quot; It \u003Cem\u003Ewas\u003C/em\u003E a little spicy, which had her drinking what looked like juice, but most definitely was \u003Cem\u003Enot\u003C/em\u003E. She hiccuped, the burning flavor strange down her throat. \u0026quot;Hmn. This is good too~\u0026quot;\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T13:27:21.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526642841,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond kept smiling at her. \u0026quot;I\u0026apos;m glad you like it. This is the food the village people eat. In the city, only the richest can eat something like this. But here, even the lowliest peasant can afford such a meal every single day in his or her life.\u0026quot; he said, before deciding to dig into the beef stew as well. For him, it wasn\u0026apos;t as extraordinary as to her - after all, he was a native of this world. He was already used to it. Or rather, he has already grown used to the wide contrast between the food he rationed while on the go, and the food he could eat while not on the go. His way of eating was slightly more careful, regimented, disciplined and aristocrat than that of Chiyo\u0026apos;s - taking bite-sized or swallow-sized parts from the stew, downing them with beer, but only small sips from time to time.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;But other than the food, I think you will like the city more. You will certainly look... less out of place there.\u0026quot; he remarked, looking at her clothes. They were cute, they were pretty, but they were also extremely out of place. In the city, fewer people would notice.\u003Cbr\u003ETo the knight, the scent of the food didn\u0026apos;t seem all that intense. It was very clear that he was already used to eating such food, given how natural it came to him. Despite his more careful and aristocratic manner of eating - even though he was born a commoner - he most likely finished the beef stew faster, switching over to the sweet-and-sour apple cabbage stew afterwards, made from a mixture of apples, cabbage, and almonds... as well as probably beer or wine, from the texture and taste. While eating, he kept glancing at Chiyo, to look at her beautiful face, to observe how delightful she was, occasionally feeling tempted to pat her yet again... but not doing so, not until their meal is finished, which is still far away.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T13:35:49.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526643349,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo It was interesting, hearing the disparage between those in the city, and those in the countryside. But hearing that she\u0026apos;d look less conspicuous in the city had her smile dropping. \u0026quot;\u003Cem\u003EOh\u003C/em\u003E. \u0026apos;Cause I\u0026apos;m not dressed like everyone else, huh?\u0026quot; She looked down at her uniform, pressed neatly, but with a little damage taken from her \u0026apos;flight\u0026apos; when Stephanus had rescued her from the hoards of skeletons and zombies. \u0026quot;Do I look weird?\u0026quot; She asked curiously, a teasing smile on her lips, wondering how he saw her. As for the way she ate, she\u0026apos;d stopped with the beef stew after about five bites, only because she was already starting to feel full. It wasn\u0026apos;t a challenge to fill up her small tummy! The sourness of the apple cabbage stew had her face screwing up in a silly expression. \u0026quot;Pfft! It\u0026apos;s so \u003Cem\u003Esour\u003C/em\u003E! But it\u0026apos;s... kinda addicting.\u0026quot; It had her happily munching, until she\u0026apos;d finished off at least most of the latter stew. She could feel his eyes on her, and liking all the attention he gave her, she rewarded him by sitting closer to him, her hips brushing against his. \u0026quot;So. Tell me about yourself! What made you want to... become a knight of the... what was it you said? Blood Red Light?\u0026quot; She remembered that much at least, interested in his character. \u0026quot;Maaybe you had a girl you wanted to protect? Or you were brought up in it?\u0026quot; Chiyo savored a spoonful, licking it clean.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T14:03:07.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526644987,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond took another darting look at Chiyo\u0026apos;s clothes - \u0026quot;Weird? How would I say it.... your clothes are... most unusual. I have never seen anyone wear such clothes in this world, ever. It looks like such a strange combination of colours and shapes...\u0026quot; he added. Being a much taller and heavier man, he had a bigger capacity to eat. As such, for him, the apple cabbage stew was like the extra snack he could eat quite quickly. But then came the armour-piercing question. Why did he become a knight?\u003Cbr\u003EThis had him stop in his tracks and hesitate. Was she ready to hear the truth about his origins? He had to wonder.... \u0026quot;I was adopted by the order when I was an infant. I never knew my real parents. They say they were a homeless couple in a freezing winter night, who handed me over. At least, that\u0026apos;s what I was told.\u0026quot; there he answered it - he was brought up with being a knight. He felt slightly embarassed at her approach, but came to terms with it, and put a hand onto one of her shoulders. \u0026quot;What about you? What made you go to... the school you mentioned? Do you want to be a scholar of a sort? Are you a nobleman\u0026apos;s daughter? Perhaps from a merchant family?\u0026quot; he asked, as it was clear, that no girl from a peasant family would receive any kind of education. But then again, the sons and daughters off nobility and royalty tend to rely on private tutors instead of actually going to school.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T14:09:18.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526645358,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo looked down at her uniform, the standard dress for someone her age, attending her school. \u0026quot;I guess the bows in my hair aren\u0026apos;t standard, but--where I come from, this is what all students my age wear. The boys wear pants, instead.\u0026quot; Chiyo liked watching him eat, the particulars of it. It seemed as if he was disciplined in most everything he did. Being a knight seemed tough! It seemed even harder to talk about, and Chiyo would\u0026apos;ve rescinded her question had Stephanus not taken it upon himself to actually answer. Her expression softened, and her eyes lowered. \u0026quot;Well... I\u0026apos;m glad you\u0026apos;re here.\u0026quot; She touched his hand, her slender fingers gently squeezing it, her smile lifting up toward him. \u0026quot;Look how much good you\u0026apos;re doing! Helping out random \u0026apos;unusuals\u0026apos; like myself. I bet you get to see some pretty fun stuff.\u0026quot; Chiyo felt his hand on her shoulder, relaxing automatically underneath his touch. \u0026quot;Hnh. Haha, none of that. Uhm.\u0026quot; She tried thinking of it from his viewpoint, which was a lot easier to understand then him trying to understand \u003Cem\u003Ehers\u003C/em\u003E. \u0026quot;I\u0026apos;m... like an apprentice? But I\u0026apos;m not exactly sure what I want to do yet, so.\u0026quot; She shrugged her shoulders, giving him a simple smile. \u0026quot;Maybe I can train in the ways of becoming a good housewife?\u0026quot; She teased him, before playfully sticking her tongue out at him. \u0026quot;Kiddiiing~\u0026quot;\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T14:20:39.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526646039,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond had just finished his meal, and paid Chiyo attention once agian. \u0026quot;An apprentice who does not know what she wants to do... Quite unusal. Even in the mages guild, aspiring young pupils know what they are going to do.\u0026quot; he remarked. \u0026quot;Oh, that doesn\u0026apos;t seem such a bad idea!\u0026quot; he said, before realizing she was joking. \u0026quot;Maybe I could take you as my wife!\u0026quot; he said, obviously teasing her, given from the touches at her back.\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;Don\u0026apos;t worry... when I\u0026apos;ll take you to my house, you\u0026apos;ll have a peaceful existence. I\u0026apos;m not sure if I\u0026apos;ll be able to enroll you into the Royal Academy, but...\u0026quot; oh great. She may have thought that she was free from school in this world, but it seems that Stephanus can actually ruin that for her! Well, not really. They won\u0026apos;t let just anyone to study at the royal academy. Commoners have an incredibly hard time getting in, as most places are reserved for either children of nobility, royalty and the richer merchants, or for people they recommend to be accepted. Unless Stephanus calls in a few favors from his superiors, there is about zero chance that they\u0026apos;d take Chikyo in....\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;Oh right, I was getting carried away. What I wanted to say was... well... I don\u0026apos;t know how good a housewife you are, but given your beauty, I\u0026apos;m surprised that there isn\u0026apos;t an army of suitors waiting to propose to you.\u0026quot;\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T14:27:29.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526646449,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo He played along with her joke, and she thoroughly enjoyed it, her back arching into his touch with a soft sound of delight that escaped her without her intentionally meaning to release it. His hand felt good. But a \u003Cem\u003Epeaceful existence\u003C/em\u003E, in a simple time like this? She could\u0026apos;ve been more than content, had he not mentioned school. \u0026quot;Ugh. But I was almost finished with my training back at \u003Cem\u003Emy\u003C/em\u003E Academy.\u0026quot; Would they even practice the same arithmetic and literature that her country practiced? Would they be strangely more advanced than she? Well, as Stephanus concluded there wasn\u0026apos;t likely any way in which she\u0026apos;d make it in. Besides, this dream would pass, she kept convincing herself. \u003Cem\u003ESuitors\u003C/em\u003E. Well, that was really sweet of him to say. She rested her head on his shoulder once more. \u0026quot;Haha, I haven\u0026apos;t even \u003Cem\u003Ekissed\u003C/em\u003E a boy before.\u0026quot; She told him--well, unless she counted those kisses he\u0026apos;d given her to her cheek, and nose, and forehead. \u0026quot;Noo, I don\u0026apos;t have any suitors, silly. In fact, the boy I \u003Cem\u003Edid\u003C/em\u003E like started going out with another girl. I guess it means he never saw me like \u003Cem\u003Ethat\u003C/em\u003E anyway, but... I don\u0026apos;t know. With everything that\u0026apos;s happened today... you\u0026apos;ve helped me through it.\u0026quot; Chiyo hugged around his middle, his armor cool against her cheek. \u0026quot;What about you? I\u0026apos;m sure you\u0026apos;ve rescued tons of \u0026apos;fair maidens\u0026apos;. You must be drowning in lovely ladies!\u0026quot;\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T14:36:02.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526646962,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond felt that the hug she gave him was a little bit awkward - as they were not only public with everyone watching, but still sitting on two chairs. Two wooden chairs that were barely big enough to have them sitting on them. This definitely didn\u0026apos;t make it any more comfortable. \u0026quot;Fair maidens and I? I... only have held my hands with two fair maidens in my life so...\u0026quot; being poetic, he used the verb \u0026apos;to hold hands\u0026apos; as a synonym of having romantic interactions with. Those two obviously did not include Chiyo.\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;One of them was a fellow knightess, like me... She didn\u0026apos;t feel the same way as I did, and got married. The other... other was strange woman. For an unknown reason I still cannot comprehend, she liked me... deep down, I unfortunately didn\u0026apos;t feel the same. But I felt it was my duty to love her back, so I pretended to, and tried to force myself to... Unfortunately, she eventually realized it, and left.\u0026quot; he laughed. \u0026quot;No fair maidens I have rescued gave me any kisses though.\u0026quot; he laughed even more. Then he realized he still had some beer left in his mug, so he decided to just down them all all of the sudden. \u0026quot;So no... I am not drowning in lovely ladies, other than you, sweetheart...\u0026quot; he kept teasing her, and rubbing her head more consitently, rather than the sporadic pats. \u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;As for the boy you mentioned... He must have been blind, not seeing your obvious value, your delightful smile, adorable face and beautiful eyes... He must have been blind.\u0026quot;\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T14:42:09.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526647329,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo released him, listening seriously to the very condensed stories of the few romantic interests he\u0026apos;d had in his life. She knew all about unrequited love, and it had her empathizing with him, laughing along with him. \u0026quot;Well! You deserved to be kissed. Lots~ I\u0026apos;m sure there\u0026apos;s a perfect girl out there for you, somewhere.\u0026quot; Chiyo wasn\u0026apos;t directly suggesting herself, because--well, they\u0026apos;d just met. This was just a dream. There was a whole plethora of reasons why \u003Cem\u003Enot\u003C/em\u003E to, but... honestly, the thought of being with him and raising a family didn\u0026apos;t seem all too bad. \u0026quot;I think you\u0026apos;d make a wonderful husband.\u0026quot; She told him, a genuine smile on her face, happy to be the lovely lady he drowned with. Erh. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003EHearing that this boy she\u0026apos;d been crushing on for the past year was \u003Cem\u003Eblind\u003C/em\u003E had her lips trembling. \u0026quot;Oh, Steph! You\u0026apos;re really, \u003Cem\u003Ereally\u003C/em\u003E sweet on me.\u0026quot; Chiyo wanted to get this man off her mind, so that she could instead have fun with Stephanus. She eyed her own ale, seeing that Stephanus had emptied his, and tried chugging the rest of hers down. Unused to liquor, she hiccuped again, and felt heat start to creep up her neck. She was growing increasingly fond of his touching, pressing her face into his open palm, and pecking it with affectionate kisses. \u0026quot;Mmph! Hearing you say that makes me really happy. And \u003Cem\u003Eyou\u0026apos;re\u003C/em\u003E the one that\u0026apos;s really handsome. N\u0026apos; strong. And very, veeeery kind. There\u0026apos;s no one like \u003Cem\u003Eyou\u003C/em\u003E back at home.\u0026quot; She told him, as a matter-of-factly, gently poking his cheek with her finger.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T14:57:17.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526648237,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond laughed at the very suggestion that he\u0026apos;d make a good husband. Him? The man who knew nothing about families, parenting, and all that? The man who grew up without his parents, a de facto orphan for all practical purposes, who lived and died for his career so far? He didn\u0026apos;t think so. But it made him happy to hear her complement him like that. It truly made him happy. He was somewhat saddened by the fact that he was already smiling, and couldn\u0026apos;t find any, stronger ways to signal his happiness to Chiyo. All the complements she showered him with, all the words she used to describe him as handsome, strong, kind.... all of them gave him genuine happiness. He was being apreciated for something other than his job. And that made him happy.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;Well, it\u0026apos;s time for us to head to our room, sweetheart... tomorrow, we are going to spend almost a full day on horseback, riding to my home city... We have a long day ahead of us.\u0026quot; he said, standing up from the chair, and once again trying to signal Chiyo to leap or climb into his arms, even though they were in public. If she didn\u0026apos;t... he would just kiss her forehead and take her hand to lead her up to the room upstairs where the key fit. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003EAnd when the door was finally gently opened, the room was as to be expected - a wardrobe of a sort, all wooden floor, walls and ceiling, no windows - instead, paper lanterns - and one bed. One bed for two individuals, that is. One bed, whose matress, pillows and sheet were all stuffed with a mixture of feathers and straw. It was rustic, like a typical medieval bed. if he was carrying Chiyo in his arms, then he would carry her to the bed, put her down, and only after that lock the door. After having the door locked, he began taking his armour off... by using magic. By effectively commanding it to come off from his body, revealing that he was wearing even more armour: gambeson. He took that off by hands. Underneath the gambeson, there was regular, medieval linen clothing, obviously dyed and laced with silver.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T15:06:47.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526648807,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo didn\u0026apos;t feel like walking, not when her first time with ale made her feel so dizzy. \u0026quot;Mmh. Carry me, please~\u0026quot; Chiyo found herself gently carried once more, her eyes closing to the lulled rhythm of his steps as he carried her to the room. She opened her eyes once she was placed upon the bed, markedly different from her firm mattress at home. She sunk into it, and watched, compelled as the armor magically unwinded from his body. It wasn\u0026apos;t until he started taking off his gambeson that she averted her eyes sheepishly, kicking off her shoes. \u0026quot;Sorry! I didn\u0026apos;t mean to watch you undress, it was just--magical, seeing the armor come off.\u0026quot; She told him, noticing only now that there was one bed. Chiyo was exhausted, which was silly because wasn\u0026apos;t she asleep now? She decidedly made herself more comfortable, taking off her backpack and lowering it to the ground, full of school supplies, a sketchbook half filled, her gym uniform. She unbuttoned her blazer and slid it from her shoulders, leaving her clad in her knee high stockings, her skirt, and the short-sleeved, white blouse, her bra barely visible through the thin material. She loosened the bows in her hair, until it was completely down, her eyes returning to him. \u0026quot;Uhm! I\u0026apos;ll take the left side.\u0026quot; She scooted over, and wiggled underneath the covers, pulling them up to her chin with a soft sigh. \u0026quot;A full day of horseback. Gah. My butt\u0026apos;s gonna be sore.\u0026quot;\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T15:18:02.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526649482,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond made no real issue of anything. It\u0026apos;s not like he was embarassed or anything. So the last thing he did to undress was taking off the shirt he was wearing... and that was it. He kept the trousers on, the kept the loincloth underneath it on, he kept the belt on. Oh right... he forgot about the shoes. He removed them too, and finally went to the bed, to the right side, not even peeking at Chiyo. until he eventually decided to look at her. \u0026quot;Once we are in the city, I\u0026apos;ll buy some clothes for you and take you to the bathhouse. Then we can get clean and healthy.\u0026quot; he said. This time, he didn\u0026apos;t go as far as rubbing her head or kissing her forehead before falling asleep, although he was certainly tempted to do that. For someone he only met this day, she was sure sweet on him.\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;Good night, Chiyo.\u0026quot; he said, before using the tight curtains to cover the lanterns, so that he could finally close his eyes and begin his slumber. He was always a silent sleeper, never snoring - or rather, very quietly, not like other people whose snores tend to be very loud. For him, it was as simple as closing his eyes, and he would be asleep moments away. He got used to sleeping in conditions considered unsuitable by normal people - so this was a godsend to him. Off course, no one said he wouldn\u0026apos;t wiggle around in his sleep, rotate in different directions, or even accidentally touch parts of Chiyo\u0026apos;s body - like her butt - while asleep. In fact, he most certainly did that. This is the time when Chiyo would realize that this is not a dream. Whether being able to sleep at all or not, morning would eventually come, although not in the forms of sunrays, as their room had no windows.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T15:25:13.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526649913,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo watched him from her peripheries, almost waiting for something to happen. When it didn\u0026apos;t, and he simply laid beside her in the bed, she felt a little silly for expecting something. She smiled at him, nodding happily with a quiet, \u0026quot;Okay! I hate to trouble you, but... maybe there\u0026apos;s something I can do in the city to pay you back for your kindness.\u0026quot; It suddenly occurred to her that not only was he a kind knight, but he was an orphan. Maybe, in helping her, he was fulfilling some kind of void left by his parents? Either way, it had her looking at him in more of an adoring light, and she breathed out a peaceful sigh. It was sad that she had to wake up from this dream world. \u0026quot;G\u0026apos;night, Stephanus.\u0026quot; Darkness fell between them, and she heard the slow, quiet rhythm of his breathing. Chiyo felt herself sink further and further into sleep, until the natural progression of time woke her. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003EWhen she stirred, she\u0026apos;d felt him beneath her. Since when had she climbed on top of him? Ooh, but he felt so \u003Cem\u003Ewarm\u003C/em\u003E. Wait. Wait!\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003EShe flung herself from him, scrambling off the bed and tripping with a sore, \u0026quot;Owiee!\u0026quot; She looked up from the wooden floors, up at the bed and the dimmed lights. This was supposed to be a dream! Why was she still here? And how could she\u0026apos;ve acted like that yesterday with someone she didn\u0026apos;t even know?! Now all the embarrassment caught up with her, and the shame. How could she presume he was fake? How could she kiss and sleep with a man she\u0026apos;d met only so little ago? Sure, they hadn\u0026apos;t done anything, but--\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;How\u0026apos;m I supposed to get home?\u0026quot; She whispered to herself, her knees folded up to her chest, her head held worriedly in her hands. She had exams and graduation, her family to think about. Panicked tears started to dribble hotly down her cheeks, feeling very much alone and frightened. But she wasn\u0026apos;t exactly alone, was she?\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T15:42:19.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526650939,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond - unlike Chiyo wasn\u0026apos;t in panic at all. And unlike her, who had a rather rude awakening, he only woke up gradually, yawning and stretching himself as he was doing that, getting out of the bed to get his shirt back, only to look at Chiya. Now, she was in a completely different mood than yesterday. Did something happen to her?\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003ETherefore, before actually going for his shirt, he went to her, to place his hand onto her shoulder. \u0026quot;Chiyo. Did something happen? Did something go wrong?\u0026quot; he as asking her, having his hand on her shoulder. Off course, she did not not answer for a certain amount of time, he would leave her proximity to get his shirt on, and look at her once agian. \u0026quot;What happened?\u0026quot;\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003EHe had no idea about her parents and exam. He did have an idea before that she was assuming that she was in some kind of dream, but he didn\u0026apos;t think that the reailzation of that not being the case would hit her so particularly hard. In fact, he previously assumed that she already realized that this isn\u0026apos;t a dream but reality. After all, he kept telling her! He kept telling her! If she didn\u0026apos;t do anything physically restrictive to him - like hugging him, glomping him, or anything similar - he would actually reverse what he did yesterday, and use his magic to take on his armour, the one he magically removed from himself yesterday. Even the gauntlets. This.... this is no good.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T15:48:30.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526651310,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo wasn\u0026apos;t sure how long she\u0026apos;d been sitting there, reeling in her shock until his hand touched her shoulder. Her body tensed, before she realized it was him, and she relaxed at once. She couldn\u0026apos;t find the words for a bit, letting him dress. She brushed the tears from her cheeks, gently rubbing her eyes dry as he asked her again. \u0026quot;You--you \u003Cem\u003Etold\u003C/em\u003E me this wasn\u0026apos;t a dream, and I didn\u0026apos;t listen.\u0026quot; Her thoughts seemed to come tumbling out, her voice shaking, as if she were on the verge of tears again. \u0026quot;I thought I\u0026apos;d wake up... I mean, I didn\u0026apos;t want to at first, \u0026apos;cause you\u0026apos;re so wonderful and sweet, but I thought I\u0026apos;d be back \u003Cem\u003Ehome\u003C/em\u003E.\u0026quot; Did he already reach the conclusion that she hadn\u0026apos;t? Her eyes were wide. \u0026quot;This isn\u0026apos;t... being \u003Cem\u003Elost\u003C/em\u003E, this is... being in a completely different \u003Cem\u003Eworld\u003C/em\u003E. I-I know you probably have already realized this, but we\u0026apos;re from \u003Cem\u003Ecompletely\u003C/em\u003E different places. Maybe even different times.\u0026quot; She tried sorting this all out in her head, less frightened, more fascinated. \u0026quot;Like, magic--l-like you\u0026apos;re doing right now. That\u0026apos;s only \u003Cem\u003Efantasy\u003C/em\u003E in my world. That kinda thing only happens in dreams.\u0026quot; Chiyo had to take a deep breath. She really wanted a hug, but this wasn\u0026apos;t just some dream without consequences. \u0026quot;You really, \u003Cem\u003Ereally\u003C/em\u003E wanna take me with you?\u0026quot; She couldn\u0026apos;t believe that such a kind soul really existed. That a stranger would take her in. \u0026quot;\u0026apos;Cause there\u0026apos;s no place in this world for me, unless it\u0026apos;s by \u003Cem\u003Eyour\u003C/em\u003E side. But I\u0026apos;ll understand if... if you don\u0026apos;t wanna take me with you.\u0026quot; Her eyes filled with tears as the thought of being without him entered her mind. No, she didn\u0026apos;t have to become his wife. But she didn\u0026apos;t know anyone else in this world, and it terrified her to think she\u0026apos;d really be alone in it, if he still didn\u0026apos;t want her.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T15:59:21.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526651961,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond has finished taking on his armour. It was a really bad timing, as he should have done that after the hug. But he decided to come near Chiyo anyway, and hug her, even if his body was clad in chainmail armour and gambeson. He hugged her, tight enough to make her feel it. \u0026quot;Yes, we are from different worlds. We are from different times. But I will still take you in with me, cherish you and protect you. Are a beautiful flower worth of being cherished.\u0026quot; he said, nodding to her question of whether he wanted to take her in or not. He does want to take her in. In truth, he felt conflicted. They only met one day ago, and he felt a bit wrong declaring his everlasting love and proposing marriage to someone he only met one day ago. He didn\u0026apos;t kow what would come after that. Not at all. Even though his own heart was pounding, he was constantly told - love and infatuation are different. Love develops gradually and organically, and lasts for a lifetime - Infatuation strikes like thunder, and decays very fast, making the magic gone before they know it. So can he be really sure?\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;I... I don\u0026apos;t know what will the future bring, and I don\u0026apos;t want to make any promises that I can\u0026apos;t keep.\u0026quot; he explained, while still hugging Chiyo tightly. \u0026quot;But I can promise you one thing - I will take you in, to my house, and let you live with me.... for the time being.\u0026quot; For the time being. It may have sounded unromantic, but in truth, it was practical - for the time being meant a different thing to him than to her. For him, it meant that he would keep her with him, until he was either one-hundred percent sure that he wants her to be his wife, or she learns to stand on her own feet. He may be physically only four years older than her, but he shows a surprising amount of adult wisdom in saying this: \u0026quot;I know, that my heart is currently pounding for you.... but it is unwise to make rash decisions in the heat of the momemt. I will take you in, cherish you, until we can decide where do our roads lead...\u0026quot; he cleared it up for her, making what he meant by \u0026apos;for the time being\u0026apos; less ambigious.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T16:08:43.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526652523,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo Whereas most might find the armor uncomfortable to be pressed against, some larger part of her felt incredibly soothed at the feel of it against her smaller, warm body. His words had her breath trembling again, and she whimpered happily. Even if something as crazy as being \u0026apos;transplanted\u0026apos; into another time and world happened to her, she wasn\u0026apos;t completely lost. Not with him. She could\u0026apos;ve easily been swept in the mood, prone to make promises herself that she might\u0026apos;ve not been able to keep. So it was good for at least one of them to be level-headed, making Chiyo start to sober up, nodding her head with the start of a faint smile between them. \u0026quot;Hehe! Even like this, you\u0026apos;re incredibly thoughtful. Thank you.\u0026quot; His words filled her with strength, and she nodded in determination this time. A deep breath, and the tears were gone. She\u0026apos;d be brave, if he was by her side. \u0026quot;Yeah! I can... I can eventually make it on my own. And who knows, maybe I\u0026apos;ll even figure out how to get back home.\u0026quot; Chiyo didn\u0026apos;t want to trouble him for long, not when she was already in his debt. Hearing that his heart was pounding for her had her smiling more brightly. \u0026quot;Me too! For a second there, I almost... well, never mind. I\u0026apos;ll cherish you too, Stephanus.\u0026quot; She leaned in between them, resting her soft forehead against his. The redhead sniffled, then wiggled until she was free of his grasp. \u0026quot;Okay! Wooh! Crying felt kinda good.\u0026quot; She looked for her things, and decisively pulled her clean gym uniform from her bag. \u0026quot;If you don\u0026apos;t mind, I\u0026apos;m gonna... change. So the ride\u0026apos;s more comfortable.\u0026quot; It wasn\u0026apos;t as pretty as a skirt, but it\u0026apos;d do. Turning her back toward him, Chiyo unbuttoned her blouse and let it slip from her figure, revealing the pink brassiere beneath, and with it her panties once her skirt had been unzipped and fell to her feet. She quickly slipped on her gym sweats, her t-shirt, and styled her hair into a single ponytail. \u0026quot;See, this way it won\u0026apos;t hit your face like last time.\u0026quot; She turned toward him, stuffing her uniform into her bag, and quickly putting on her shoes. \u0026quot;... Thanks for that encouragement. I really needed it.\u0026quot; She felt much better, that was for certain.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T16:26:56.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526653616,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            }        ],        "sectionName": "Talon, The Wounded Lion Inn"    },    {        "posts": [            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond smiled at her, stood up, and looked away as she began dressing up. He was tempted to kiss her on the lips, when she placed her own forehead against his, but he resisted the temptation - he knew it was inproper after such a short time, and that he can\u0026apos;t make any promises yet, aside from that he will shelter and cherish her for the time being. He wasn\u0026apos;t particularly impressed with the looks of the gym shirt, although at the same time... he found it strange. It reminded him to the clothing noblemen wear when they are on their morning routine.... although their version of it is far fancier and full of gold.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003EWith that all done, he stood up, and put the key into the lock, clicking it, making the door unlocked, and then finally open. He gathered any of the remaining belongings he might have left here, and then took one of Chiyo\u0026apos;s hands to lead her downstairs, smiling at her the moment he got a hold of her hand. He didn\u0026apos;t need to say anything so far, as it seemed fairly obvious that they were going to be on their way downstairs at the tavern. As soon as he arrived downstairs, he put the key onto the bartender\u0026apos;s table, then left the building together with Chiyo. Then their next road leads to the stables, where he does what he did once before: put her up to the front of his white female horse, then mount the horse himself, and let it out of the stables, but this time, over the bridge, to the other side of the village, Then out of the village, onto the road, into the wilderness.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003EThis time, he finally opens his mouth. \u0026quot;Well-well... we have almost a day\u0026apos;s worth of riding ahead of us, Chiyo. So we might as well find something to talk about... Otherwise, the constant sight of fields and forests might get dull very fast.\u0026quot; he said, as he was riding with little concerns. \u0026quot;Did you ever had childhood dreams? Like, becoming a housewife, a mother, or something like that?\u0026quot; He asked her.\n",               "date": "2018-05-18T16:38:48.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526654328,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo It didn\u0026apos;t look like Stephanus was too impressed with her choice of wear, which had her smiling to herself at the funny look he\u0026apos;d given her. She was sure others had given her the same look as they passed by, but she couldn\u0026apos;t care less, mounting the horse with a little more ease than yesterday, and visibly more comfortable with something covering the soft, supple skin of her thighs. Still, a whole day\u0026apos;s worth of riding? She couldn\u0026apos;t imagine how exhausted she\u0026apos;d be by the end of it. As they started out their ride, Stephanus reminded her that they had all day to get to know one another. She plopped her back against his front, hands holding onto the saddle beneath her. \u0026quot;Oh, but I could look at this scenery all day! It\u0026apos;s so \u003Cem\u003Epretty\u003C/em\u003E.\u0026quot; She sighed happily, framing it with her fingers as if internalizing it for later. She dropped her hands, thinking of what she\u0026apos;d always wanted to become. \u0026quot;Well. Most every girl wants a family eventually. E-Even I think about... getting married and settling down.\u0026quot; She shyly shrugged her shoulders. \u0026quot;Ah! But I\u0026apos;ve loved drawing, ever since i was a kid. It\u0026apos;s more of a hobby, though. For instance, I\u0026apos;d--I\u0026apos;d really like to draw you sometime.\u0026quot; She admitted, looking up at him from where he towered over her.\n",               "date": "2018-05-21T08:47:25.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526885245,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond allowed the horse to trot through the scenery, on the road. Chiyo found it pretty, but to Stephanus - he was used to seeing this. To him, this was as plain as it can get, as he saw this almost every day in his life. It\u0026apos;s hard to imagine that something so pretty, and more fitting to drawings and paintings might be deemed plain and ordinary by someone - but that is the different of perception. While riding the horse, Stephanus took one hand onto Chiyo\u0026apos;s head and started rubbing it. He had nothing to worry about, as both his feet were in stirrups, so it wasn\u0026apos;t an absolute necessity for him to hold onto the saddle, unlike Chiyo.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;Most men want a family too eventually... In fact, most men of my age are already married, settled down, have at least two children...\u0026quot; he said, smiling at Chiyo. He did mention before that in this world, people get married much earlier than in hers, and that someone of her age might already be a mother of two in this world. \u0026quot;Perhaps this might be the best time for settling down... with you?\u0026quot; he laughed as he teased Chiyo. He knew, that he found her beautiful, cute, kind, and had developed feelings of lust for her... but he was constantly warned against the dangers of infatuation, so he tried to remind himself that he didn\u0026apos;t know whether he was in love with her or not. But he also learned, that for many people, marriage comes first, and falling in love comes later. Still... if there is any possibility of Chiyo returning home - isn\u0026apos;t it selfish to want her all for himself?\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;Oh! I would enjoy that very much! I wonder what style do artists draw in, within your world... I would be honoured to be drawn by you...\u0026quot; he said to Chiyo, definitely enjoying the prospect of being drawn by her. She is so cute!\n",               "date": "2018-05-21T08:55:08.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526885708,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo appreciated the view, nothing like it from where she usually stood. She was only distracted by the hand rubbing the top of her head, a little happy sigh leaving her as she relaxed into it, nuzzling her head against his hand. He knew how to handle her well, that was for certain. \u0026quot;But you\u0026apos;re so young~\u0026quot; She\u0026apos;d remembered how old he said he was, and a part of her still didn\u0026apos;t believe it, but why shouldn\u0026apos;t she? \u0026quot;Haha, yeah, settle down with me! We\u0026apos;d have really cute kids.\u0026quot; See? She could tease back. Her smile was bright, directed over her shoulder at him, ecstatic to hear that he wouldn\u0026apos;t mind being drawn. \u0026quot;Ah, I can show you a few if you like. There\u0026apos;s all types of drawing styles out there, but I tend to be a lil\u0026apos; more realistic.\u0026quot; Chiyo leaned over in the saddle for her bag, taking her sketchbook out. The first few pages were filled with \u003Cem\u003Ehim\u003C/em\u003E. The sight of him had her heart throbbing, until she frowned and suddenly started tearing them out. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;Won\u0026apos;t need these anymore.\u0026quot; She dropped them down in front of the horse, feeling a small sense of satisfaction as its hooves crunched over the papers. The next drawings contained tall buildings from her city, busy people packed in a street, dressed in fashions similar to hers. \u0026quot;This is... kinda what my world looks like.\u0026quot; She offered it to him, interested in what he thought of it.\n",               "date": "2018-05-21T09:19:41.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526887181,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond kept riding and rubbing, but he temporarily stopped the rubbing to take a look at the paper she gave to him. \u0026quot;Oh? It looks so strange and exciting... Are you telling me, that everyone lives in giant glass houses stacked atop each other in your world? That sounds exciting!\u0026quot; he said. He wanted to say \u0026apos;that sounds stupid\u0026apos;, but he wasn\u0026apos;t rude - so he feigned excitement. Truth be told, it wasn\u0026apos;t even completely feigned - he would have loved to take a good look at the city she lived in, with his own eyes... but he knew he would never have an opportunity to do that. \u0026quot;I must say, the way your people dress looks rather plain... where are the colourful clothes to show off one\u0026apos;s wealth? All I see is white, black and brown... Is showing off your wealth a taboo in your world?\u0026quot; he asked Chiyo, tilting his own head.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003EHe had so many more questions about Chiyo\u0026apos;s world, and so he gave her back the page, or the textbook, then returned to rubbing her head gently, really enjoying how she was nuzzling into his hand. \u0026quot;In my world... I mean this world... most people just live in houses made of wood or stone, and people seldom live in houses stacked atop each other... except in Grandfolk, where we are going now.\u0026quot; he said awkwardly. \u0026quot;Brace yourself for men and women walking in clothes coloured rainbow, sweetheart... You better get used to it.\u0026quot; he smiled at her. They were nowhere near Grandfolk yet, so they still had MUCH to talk about!\n",               "date": "2018-05-21T09:26:40.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526887600,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo could tell he was feigning excitement, puffed, pouty cheeks showing her disapproval. \u0026quot;It \u003Cem\u003Eis\u003C/em\u003E exciting. It\u0026apos;s glass and metal, kinda like the armor you\u0026apos;re wearing.\u0026quot; She poked his armor for emphasis, before continuing, \u0026quot;Not all of us live in those tall buildings though. My house is smaller.\u0026quot; Chiyo wanted to see the kind of home he lived in, and the many colors he boasted about. \u0026quot;Simplicity is elegance, in our world! But yeah, the rich show off their wealth too, some more subtle than others.\u0026quot; Chiyo could engage in this back and forth all day. She could most certainly never tire of the way he patted her head, or the way he called her sweetheart. His smile was real handsome too, it had her heart aching. Wait. She\u0026apos;d \u003Cem\u003Ejust\u003C/em\u003E gotten over someone else. Wasn\u0026apos;t this a little too quick? Before she caught herself staring at him too much, she averted her eyes, fumbling with the leather of the saddle. \u0026quot;I can\u0026apos;t wait to see where you live.\u0026quot; She told him, eyes front and center.\n",               "date": "2018-05-21T09:42:04.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526888524,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond smiled at Chiyo, and kept patting her head, laughing a bit. \u0026quot;Oh, I bet you can\u0026apos;t.... Well, it\u0026apos;s a simple house, with a simple bedroom and a kitchen... and a room for the unclean.\u0026quot; he said, using a euphemism for the toilet-room... or rather, the room where he stores the thing people in this world use as toilets. But he felt that talking about THAT would be extremely inapropriate in front of a cute, sweet girl like Chiyo! Oh no...\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;Simplicity is elegance... I\u0026apos;ll see to it than one day, you\u0026apos;ll be an elegant bride.\u0026quot; he laughed and teased her, though he began to feel as if this was less of a teasing, and more of serious plans for the future. After all, she is so cute, she is sweet, her smile is so delightful. With her, married life should be a bliss! But wasn\u0026apos;t this too qucik? After all, he only met her yesterday... No one falls in love this quickly! No one is supposed to fall in love that quickly! But, keeping with the theme... \u0026quot;Say, how does marriage work in your world? How do people get married? Because in my world... the man gives a ring to the woman, they walk to the church, all the friends are there, they march through the city... Several centuries ago, it could have been any golden object, like a torc or a necklace, but now everyone swears by rings.\u0026quot; he said. In an essence, he just described marriage in her world as well, as it\u0026apos;s pretty much the same. Though he didn\u0026apos;t talk about dresses at all. He didn\u0026apos;t even mention dresses. Do they wear black and white, like in her world?\n",               "date": "2018-05-21T09:49:49.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526888989,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo \u0026quot;Unclean?\u0026quot; Something silly entered her mind, trying to brainstorm all the possible sorts of \u0026apos;unclean\u0026apos; people or things that could be in that room. Lepers? The unfortunately ill? And then \u003Cem\u003Ebathroom\u003C/em\u003E entered her mind. How silly. She shook her head at herself, trying to now picture herself as an elegant bride. He seemed so fixated on marriage! But that in itself was cute, and she felt herself romanticizing it along with him. \u0026quot;It\u0026apos;s pretty much the same in my world! The guy usually proposes with a ring. The girl wears a reaaally pretty, white dress! And the boy wears a black suit.\u0026quot; He was correct in his assumptions. \u0026quot;And they go to a church, or a really pretty beach, whole point is it\u0026apos;s a special place for the both of them.\u0026quot; Chiyo placed the sketchbook back in her bag, eyes tracing the scenery. \u0026quot;I\u0026apos;d love to be married in such a gorgeous place. I don\u0026apos;t care about fancy dresses or rings. A guy can make up for it in other ways, y\u0026apos;know?\u0026quot; She told him, wondering what it\u0026apos;d like to be his bride. The thought of anyone else getting their head rubbed like this kind of bothered her, and she wanted it all for herself. \u0026quot;Mmh. I mean, if you don\u0026apos;t have anyone else in mind. We can say that I\u0026apos;m your bride! Just so people don\u0026apos;t get suspicious. Don\u0026apos;t want anyone to think you\u0026apos;re living in \u003Cem\u003Esin\u003C/em\u003E, or whatever.\u0026quot; Would that even be a problem? Maybe not, but something about pretending to be his wife... sounded sweet.\n",               "date": "2018-05-21T10:11:59.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526890319,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond laughed again. She wanted to pretend to be his bride? oh my, oh my.... \u0026quot;I don\u0026apos;t have any other woman in life, Chiyo. Even though we only met yeshterday... maybe you are the best fit to be my wife. So long as you don\u0026apos;t mind your husband occasionally disappearing with no guarantee of coming home alive...\u0026quot; he laughed. She knew that he is a paladin, someone whose job is to clean up after the undead and the demons. She must have also known that it is the nature of his job to disappear for days, or even weeeks, with absolutely no guarantee that he would come home in one peace, alive and well. But if she didn\u0026apos;t realize that by now...\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;I mean... you are very pretty. Your smile is delightful. It\u0026apos;s the kind of smile I would want to come home to, it\u0026apos;s the kind of smile I would want to be greeted by when coming home from a hard day of work. But... I don\u0026apos;t know if you can cook well yet.\u0026quot; he said, turning the serious consideration of marriage into yet another tease by the last sentence. Yes, he is seriously considering things now... \u0026quot;In my world, people aren\u0026apos;t fixated on the colours black and white... usually just anything that looks fancy and extraordinary. Gold is the colour that shows one\u0026apos;s worth best.\u0026quot; he said. \u0026quot;But hey, I will need to get a good ring, sweetheart...\u0026quot; he said, laughing. Whether this was real or not, was yet to be known. \u0026quot;After showing you my house, I think it\u0026apos;s best if we go to the bathhouse. That\u0026apos;s where we can clean of all the filth that got onto us in the last few days. Have you ever been to a bathhouse before?\u0026quot; he asked Chiyo.\n",               "date": "2018-05-21T10:20:00.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526890800,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo \u0026quot;Ah! That\u0026apos;d be terrible!\u0026quot; She couldn\u0026apos;t imagine the coldness of a home left without him, not knowing when he\u0026apos;d turn up next, afraid every time he\u0026apos;d leave her. \u0026quot;So. Even a pretty wife couldn\u0026apos;t make you stay, huh?\u0026quot; She asked him, feeling even more of an ego build up in her little body what with him complimenting her so well. \u0026quot;Erh! Well, I can cook a little. Not sure if you\u0026apos;d like Japanese food, though. It\u0026apos;s not as rich as your food~\u0026quot; The boldness of the flavors from last night made her mouth water. Chiyo wondered what kind of ring he\u0026apos;d get for her, but then she remembered she wasn\u0026apos;t even out of \u003Cem\u003Ehigh school\u003C/em\u003E yet and should be more worried on her studies than her chances of getting married. \u0026quot;Well, a ring would keep other guys away from me, right?\u0026quot; She chirped, not expecting him to really get one, before he spoke about baths. \u0026quot;Uhm, like, public baths?\u0026quot; She asked him, nodding her little head. \u0026quot;Yeah! When I was smaller. But, it\u0026apos;s separated between girls and boys, right?\u0026quot; She felt ashamed she had to ask, but she wasn\u0026apos;t sure as far as public nudity.\n",               "date": "2018-05-21T10:30:53.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526891453,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond nodded. \u0026quot;Yes, it would be terrible... But unfortunately, duties are duties, and not even a pretty wife like you can make my shirk my duties. After all, if it wasn\u0026apos;t for those duties, I wouldn\u0026apos;t have ran into you in the first place, silly.\u0026quot; he said, stroking her cheek this time instead of continuing to rub her head. \u0026quot;Remember, that it\u0026apos;s people like me who make sure that people like you aren\u0026apos;t eaten alive by zombies. For that, sadly, some sacrifices have to be made....\u0026quot; he sighed. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;Japan... ese food? I don\u0026apos;t know what a Japan is, but I sure am excited to taste the kind of food you had in your world!\u0026quot; he smiled and blinked to her, this time being real excited, not feigning it. He felt a bit foolish though... didn\u0026apos;t she just say that she was from the country of Japan? Then why did he ask this question? Was he that forgetful. \u0026quot;Oh, I remember! Japan is the name of country you came from, right?\u0026quot; he asked, mentally patting himself on the back. He is rather curious what kind of food they eat there - but he probably also doesn\u0026apos;t realize that the raw ingredients for such food probably aren\u0026apos;t widely available in this land. Yes, there is rice, there is wheat, but fish is expensive, since they won\u0026apos;t be living in a coastal city. They will have access to eggs, chicken, beef, pork, and various fruits and vegetables... Definitely not the typical ingredients of a Japanese meal - Chiyo might have to improvise in that department and make do with locally available resources, putting an effort into shoehorning them into a Japanese-style dish.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u0026quot;So long as you remain in the safe part of the city, and make it known who your husband is, yes...\u0026quot; he tried to reassure her. \u0026quot;There is a part of the city however, that I want you to avoid under all conditions. But we can talk about that later.\u0026quot; he said. \u0026quot;Oh, speaking of the public bath.... No. It\u0026apos;s not separated at all. Men, women, children and the elderly all bathe together. That is our ancient custom. Why? Why would we separate the bath?\u0026quot; he asked and thought to himself. Lack of separation seemed so natural to him.\n",               "date": "2018-05-21T10:41:28.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526892088,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo \u0026quot;True.\u0026quot; Her frown was more thoughtful--he was bound to save a lot more lives, considering he\u0026apos;d saved her when she was in the thick of it. The stroke of her cheek made her bold, and she pressed her lips into his warm, open palm, her eyes up on his. \u0026quot;Mhm~ From Japan. Dunno \u0026apos;bout all the ingredients, but I can probably make do with what we\u0026apos;ve got. I don\u0026apos;t mind doing the cooking, since, you\u0026apos;re the one who\u0026apos;s been taking such good care of me. Ah! I like cleaning, too.\u0026quot; Chiyo found herself obstinately curious about the part of town that Stephanus didn\u0026apos;t want her in--but she\u0026apos;d heed his warnings. For now. The thought of sharing a bath with him distracted her. \u0026quot;Oh! Well, for modesty, I guess?\u0026quot; Just thinking of the two in close quarters like that, with nothing but water separating them... had her thoughts filling lewdly. \u0026quot;I\u0026apos;ve never--been naked in front of a man. So it makes me a little nervous,\u0026quot; she admitted sheepishly, feeling like a silly, blushing little maiden for getting so worked up about it.\n",               "date": "2018-05-21T11:23:03.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526894583,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            },            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond returned to rubbing Chiyo\u0026apos;s head, and admittedly, felt a bit embarassed, as she kissed his hand. So she was so cute that he could just melt right there.... \u0026quot;I will try my best to be with you as often as possible.\u0026quot; he said to her. Perhaps it might be the time to make a confession? Oh no, that can wait once they are in his house. \u0026quot;I am already looking forward to eating Chiyo\u0026apos;s cooking. I bet you will make a wonderful housewife... One that also happens to be wonderfully adorable at the same time!\u0026quot; he had to complement her. \u0026quot;Modesty? Sweetheart, everything has its time and place.... And in the bath, we do not talk or think about modesty - after all, we were all born naked. There is nothing to be ashamed of while in the water.\u0026quot; he told to her. He almost felt like he was petting a cat - a cat that was eager to lick his hand, even though Chiyo wasn\u0026apos;t licking anything, just pressing her lips. \u0026quot;Everything has to start somewhere, sweetheart... After all, aren\u0026apos;t we going to get married?\u0026quot; he winked at her. This might be the perfect opportunity for him to kiss her... except that turning around while on horseback is not easy - unless one is a horse archer - and it may not make for the most comfortable kiss. So he didn\u0026apos;t initiate anything... yet.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cbr\u003EHe took a brief look at the road - sadly, the walls of Grandfolk were not yet on the horizon. Such a bummer. It looks like their ride is far from over. But at least he is managing to make Chiyo blush, which is a definite bonus!\n",               "date": "2018-05-21T11:30:43.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526895043,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            },            {                "content": "Sakura Chiyo definitely felt like a pampered pet on the end of a leash, lulled in by his warm, large hand. \u0026quot;You can\u0026apos;t go off n\u0026apos; die. Who else is gonna keep me safe?\u0026quot; She told him stubbornly, though a lot of it was teasing. She couldn\u0026apos;t control him anymore than he could control her. Who was she to judge him on a livelihood as important to him as being a paladin was? \u0026quot;Oh jeez. You really think I\u0026apos;m adorable?\u0026quot; She asked him coyly, happy to hear him say it. \u0026quot;Adooorable enough to keep me even if you don\u0026apos;t like my cooking?\u0026quot; Chiyo asked him, flustered to think that she\u0026apos;d be seeing him naked when all this was over. She\u0026apos;d most likely be too exhausted to care, but still. \u0026quot;Well. I don\u0026apos;t know about anyone else seeing me. But if it\u0026apos;s \u003Cem\u003Eyou\u003C/em\u003E, it\u0026apos;s fine, I guess.\u0026quot; Chiyo told him, squinting her eyes for any sign of civilization, or even another traveler. \u0026quot;So! What do you do when you\u0026apos;re not out \u0026apos;paladin-ing\u0026apos;? Any hobbies?\u0026quot; She\u0026apos;d asked curiously, wondering if he enjoyed anything in particular.\n",               "date": "2018-05-21T11:44:17.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526895857,                "user": "Sakura Chiyo"            }        ],        "sectionName": "Talon, Outside"    },    {        "posts": [            {                "content": "Stephanus Tavilrond tried to reassure Chiyo that he won\u0026apos;t do - even though he could make no guarantees. \u0026quot;Don\u0026apos;t worry, if I survived so far, I\u0026apos;m not going to die on you any time soon...\u0026quot; he laughed. \u0026quot;Oh yes, you are truly adorable... even if your cooking may not be top-notch, that smile alone is something to die for. That is so delightful... so.... I don\u0026apos;t know how to describe it, but it\u0026apos;s out of this world...\u0026quot; Yes, it literally is out of this world, because she literally came from another world, dummy.\u003Cbr\u003EAnd for the first time, they began to see signs of civilization - other horses being ridden by humans, and finally, from a distance, walls of stone. They are near Grandfolk now! They are definitely going to arrive sooner than anticipated. \u0026quot;When I\u0026apos;m off-duty? Hmmm.... Let\u0026apos;s see... I like to joust, to train with my weapons, to hang out at the Left Hand of Salashi, aand.... I think that\u0026apos;s it.\u0026quot; he tried to list his hobbies, but fell short. What is the Left Hand of Salashi? It\u0026apos;s a tavern in Grandfolk that he is a frequent, regular patron of. \u0026quot;Oh, right, I also like riding this horse! And my newest hobby is rubbing adorable Chiyo\u0026apos;s head!\u0026quot; he added, teasaing her somewhat. They were just minutes away from arrival. The gates were open for the horse to trot in. Now they were going to see Grandfolk from inside.\n",               "date": "2018-05-21T11:51:12.000+02:00",                "hun": false,                "streamlinedDate": true,                "unixTimestamp": 1526896272,                "user": "Stephanus Tavilrond"            }        ],        "sectionName": "Grandfolk"    } ]