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Chapter 135: Even A Weapon Needs Attention

Chapter 135: Even A Weapon Needs Attention

Two days passed since the awakening of this New Dora.

The young boy was a real headache for the group of Candace and the Nymphs Who visited them upon hearing the news.

Dora returned to his old self but claimed to be Greed using his Sigma form.

He had Dora’s memory, but no longer remembered all the information he had given to Agiel.

He was Dora, but he didn’t remember Midgard, or more precisely, seemed to be hiding something about her.

No one understood what was happening, and his declaration of betting everything on something pushed everyone to believe in the hypothesis that he had erased his memory to push them to trust him.

That day, it was Mercy’s turn to watch over him.

Dressed in black hoodies and glasses, they were walking in the street.

Since Dora didn’t show any danger, they agreed to let him out, but always under high surveillance.

They walked near restaurants emitting delicious smells, attracting Dora’s attention.

"Hm... I suppose you’re not hungry?"

Mercy glanced at him and frowned.

"We passed next to an ice cream shop, ya said ya didn’t want anything."

"I meant that I want a meal, not a treat... come on, I’ve been fed crepes and fruits for days, and I know you’re loaded."

"Yes, cuz I work hard every day, and what’s the point anyway? Ya won’t die of hunger... Ah, forget it, I shouldn’t talk like that to ya, I know you would work hard too if ya.... if ya could."

"But I can."

"Ya know what I mean."

She stopped and observed the interior of the restaurant.

Some couples or friends were enjoying a meal together, making her somehow feel a little warmth in her chest.

"It’s amazing... ya wouldn’t believe that there are giant monsters everywhere. If one of them were to appear here, everything would turn to dust... and this is why I need to stay focused, I can’t afford to laze around in a restaurant."

She started walking, hands in the pockets of her jacket.

"By the way, ya remember... hm?" She interrupted when she noticed Dora’s gaze.

"What? Yer not angry because I refused to treat ya? Come on, that’s silly."

"Nah, it’s not that. I’m not angry... against you."

He turned his gaze to the restaurant.

"After all, let’s go there. I want a meal."

He started walking toward the restaurant, Mercy was a little confused but still followed him.

Once inside, they ordered different dishes and went to a table next to the window, Dora keeping his hoodie to not be recognized.

They started eating and then Mercy noticed his gaze on her once again.

"... Seriously, did I make ya angry? Are ya angry that I said I worked for my money?"

Dora took a bite of his fish and sighed.

"Not you, look around you, don’t you see anything weird?"

"Well, you’re ahead of me then..."

Dora laughed and his serious look turned into a smile.

"You’re not wrong. Here I am, Dora, the same Dora you traveled with. And now we’re here eating together in a restaurant. Do you know what it’s called?"

"... monitoring?"

"A date."

Mercy looked at him for a second as if she hadn’t understood, then opened her eyes widely.

"HUH?!"

She looked at him again, expecting a laugh, but seeing no other reaction, she dropped her spoon.

"Eek?! Ya... Yer serious? This’not a joke?!"

"Why would I joke? We are people too, we have lives and dreams, why shouldn’t we have a date?"

"Wait-wait-wait! Yer putting the horse before the... the thin’! Yer too fast, do ya know what a date is? Didn’ ya ask me for a friendly meal? That is not a date!"

Dora placed his fork on his plate and rested his chin on the back of his hands.

"I know what a date is, it’s... Well, it always depends on the context, two friends can go on a study date but whatev’... What I mean is... is the kind of romantic date."

Mercy looked at him for a moment and suddenly a scream startled everyone in the restaurant.

People turned towards them, worried about the girl.

She put her hands over her mouth and looked around nervously.

"What the hell? Calm down, I thought you were keeping me hidden."

"Nah, you calm down! What da heck?! What do ya mean romantically?! A date? Since when?!! Yer been weird since yesterday now what’s this?!"

"Just listen dammit! It’s about what you said earlier, about not afford a calm time in a restaurant."

"I meant eating, why do ya bring romance?! Don’t joke with stuff like that..."

She grabbed her left arm, looking away. Dora sighed and took a serious stance.

"Listen, calmly, please! I didn’t mean to offend you. What you said reminded me of a... a memory of Elizabeth and Peters."

The girl’s embarrassed grimace turned into a simple expression.

"... Uh?..."

"Yes, it’s..."

"Wait."

She put a finger on his lips.

"Sorry... but me and the others agreed to not talk about them anymore, so the meal will stop if we keep this subject. Let’s talk about this mad thing instead, ya want a date with me? How the heck? I don’t believe yer seeing me romantically."

Dora groaned and put a hand on the face.

"I just think that we shouldn’t be deprived of a normal life... they... we are humans, we can’t just fight forever... we need normal things like a party, school life... falling in love."

"... Love?... Me? but why me?... yer.... yer never showed a sign of att... attraction for me, why so suddenly?"

She gave him a gaze expressing her curiosity.

"I... Huh..."

"Well, what a reason."

"Nah, it’s just... Dang, are you asking for a confession or a list of good points?"

Mercy looked at him a little surprised then giggled, suddenly feeling a little more at ease.

"I don’t mind, I don’t know why ya would suddenly have feelin’ for me? Did ya see me in underwear or what?"

"... You know I got memories from other people, don’t you?"

"... Ya little... S-stop thinking! You perv!"

She shouted, once again gathering the attention toward them.

"... On the bright side, I’m still in disguise... What I meant, miss three steps ahead, is that I know that you kinda like... girly stuff? Romance? Your bedroom is full of pink, your childhood toys are pink, your favorite tanktop is pink."

"My underwear?"

"Black– No! I mean no!"

"I knew it!"

She grabbed her shoulders, despite being completely clothed.

Dora glanced at the people treating them like a movie and grabbed Mercy’s hand, leading her to the front of the bathroom.

"Okay, now listen, no word, no exclamation, I talk, you listen and you understand, K?"

"... K."

"So, the story is very simple but kinda problematic. Who am I?"

"... Yer... Dora? In Sigma?"

"Yes, and no. I am Greed, the same Greed who woke a year ago, but I have the memory of... Everything, except a few things that people put on me, like killing Agiel."

"That you have done."

"He looks evil! If I did it was surely a legitimate defense. The thing is, I remember many things, things that we have shared, and so I am... Like a child waking up with the knowledge of the people he cares about. Look, I, Dora, care about you. Those memories are something we have shared, not a movie from another person. I know you, and what you meant to me, so I want to give you 1 million times what you gave me."

Mercy nodded hesitantly, waiting to hear a little more.

"So, when you said that you couldn’t afford a simple lunch, something that simple... It reminded me of... People you don’t want to talk about... I know you don’t want to talk about them, but I respect your choice... if you close your ears, I’m going to see If I have memories of you in a bath."

Mercy lowered her hands, which she was pointing toward her ears.

"Ya little... urgh... Keep goin’."

"Good, so I want to tell you all because this is a big piece of advice, from those who have reached the top, those who showed the path to follow. I remember something Elizabeth and Peters wished, and because of that, I can’t let you make the same mistake."

Mercy crossed her hands, looking away. Her face showed the beginning of a burning feeling in her chest.

"I don’t want to remember their mistakes."

"It wasn’t any kind of mistake, Mercy. They regretted never knowing what a normal life was like, what it felt like to date someone... And some other things that I prefer to keep for me, because it broke me."

Mercy leaned against the wall, her arms crossed and her expression tight.

"Ya got that only from me sayin’ I don’t want a meal? Ya weir..." The first tears started to fall.

She wiped her eyes, but the flow was never-ending. She eventually looked at him, and his gentle smile finished her off.

"Why did ya tell me that? I really didn’t need to know... I didn’t want..."

"Because you couldn’t properly cry."

She opened her eyes widely. Dora leaned next to her, raising his head.

"I know you’ve been playing tough for too long now, you feel like you’ve lost your will to live, you don’t know where you’re going. This is why I’m here... Mercy, I have Peters’soul stones."

"... What? What?! That can’t be!"

"Wait, before we change subject, I don’t mean it in any way. Listen, focus on you for now, please, you really need this."

Mercy was in great shock, but still kept her calm and nodded, her tears though, kept increasing.

"Before, I was seeing souls stones like power, like a great gift. But I’ve never imagined taking them from a human. Mercy, I have some plans for the future, yes, but trust me, just this time, I will never, ever put you guys at risk."

"... Then why are ya always so weird? Why talk about it? I would have preferred it if ya... If ya just kept acting weird... I don’t wanna hear about them... I don’t wanna know what’s inside ya... I just want... I just want to see my brother again... I just want to go back in time..."

She started sobbing, giving a light punch to Dora as he hugged her.

She cried for a while, freeing her heart one last time, and the more she cried, the warmer Dora felt to her.

After some time, she calmed down a little. Dora put his hands on her shoulders, so she raised her head.

"I know it’s stupid, but I needed to tell you because I want you to know this that way: Peters’ soul stone shines in me, and I will fight for you, forever. That means that in a way, Peters will always be there for you, this arm, it’s Peters, and it will always be there for you. I couldn’t know him, and I regret it, but I will pursue his will and I will always make sure that you don’t miss anything in life. You can see me as a ridiculous but... stronger... version of Peet."

Mercy looked at him, the boy’s face drowning in her wet eyes, and then she smiled and rested her head on his chest.

"No, you’re not Peters, I don’t want you to be him."

She raised her head again to see his face.

"I don’t want a date with my brother... I want one with Dora, so stay who you are."

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