Arriving back at the inn. Asta silently landed in a nearby alley and walked into the inn without gathering any attention.
"๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ต๐ฌ๐ธ๐ถ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ช๐ถ๐ฒ๐ท๐ช๐ต ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ต " The femboy butler greets on Asta on arrival.
The fancy greeting did nothing more than get on Asta's nerves. He didn't want to get himself involved with a guy who looked more like a genderless neutral clone.
"How have you been terras?" Asta hesitatingly greets back, "Did someone come last night?"
Terras looks at Asta with shock, he couldn't even imagine how someone will know that but he still couldn't help but ask, "How did you-"
"Let me guess. Is it teacher Yami? "
"Indeed. It's me in the flesh." A voice came from stairs.
Moments later Yami arrived, his katana resting on his shoulder while he smoked a cigar since that was the closest thing to a cigarette he could find in pearl kingdom.
Watching Yami appear appear Asta mood fell, the image of the pain he endured last night resurfacing to frustrate him beyond the limits he knew of himself.
"Are you happy to see me Asta brat. Guess it was good idea to come here."
"It was a idea alright. ๐๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐ฃ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐จ๐ค ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฎ ๐ ๐๐๐ฃ'๐ฉ ๐๐๐ก๐ฅ ๐๐ช๐ฉ ๐จ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ง. ", a menacing grin appeared on Asta's face.
The grin caused Yami to sweat, the premonition of something coming his way rising in his head.
Slowly walking forward, Asta raised his hand towards Yami and asked him question," Um captain... Do you remember? "
Yami looked around confused, acting ignorant while he knew exactly what Asta was talking about.
"Remember what? I don't remember anything *nervous laughter* I have no idea."
...
"Are you sure? "
"Dead sure. "
Suddenly mugen popped up from Asta's grimoire, a sudden slash from Asta immediately forcing Yami to block.
"Do you remember your debt now?" Asta asked, "the debt you took from me? "
"You can't ask for that yet! I am supposed to have six months to payback! "
"Ye. Payback to my dead body if I wasn't quick enough to block that double attack you hit me with!! "
The swords clashed, waves of winds flying in the hotel lobby with each slash by both Asta and Yami until most of the things fell of the shelves.
There was no mana or ki in their attacks, only physical strength and swordsmanship of the two put against each other. Terras also slipped back into the kitchen, he didn't want to get swept up the battle going in the lobby of his hotel.
"Do you know I had to break out of a prison where the guards threw me in!? I had to fight my way through a entire squadron of prison guards and a demonized warden!" Asta roared as he delivered a stab which Yami dodged with ease but ended up with a broken stance.
The following two slashes broke Yami's posture, but he managed to escape without as much as a scratch to barrage since he was the one who had observed Asta's training everyday for months.
"Look at the bright side. You managed to get rid of a demon scum hiding among the city's people! "
"Like hell that's my job! Now pay back that debt with interest! ", mercilessly Asta transformed his right hand in his half dragon form, pairing it with the super durable mugen, a downward slash was sent at Yami's head.
The attack was blocked barely in time, the strength behind it causing the ground to crack near Yami's feet, sinking them into the floor while the windows broke from the wind.
...
Asta looks around, 'Why do i feel like som-'
"MY HOTEL!! "
Terras's scream hit Asta from the side. Slowly he turned to see Terras just standing there with a face of utter despair while he slowly felt himself sinking into the void.
"M-M-My hotel! You monsters! I won't forgive you, you will be seeing me in court! " Roared Terras before he went back in to hide, leaving two swordsmen who regretted their decisions.
"Maybe we should fight outside." Asta suggests.
"I agree. But who is gonna pay the repair bills?" Yami said with contempt before turning his head to Asta, "you are paying right?"
...
...
Asta sighs, at this rate he is gonna end up becoming a runesmith to pay off all the expenses and compensations he is gathering and end up being called a menace.
The mood fell in a instant. So Asta didn't bother to fight again since it would just end up with more compensations from his own pockets.
"Why are you even here captain? Don't you have better work to do instead of Visiting some student of a vacation?"
"Vacations? Don't make me laugh. If anything you are more of a diplomat in foreign territory. I can't have someone as idiotic as you running wild when we have important work."
"Says the one who punched me after I stopped him from making a scene on the streets."
"What did you say? "
"Nothing!"
Asta wanted to just shower Yami with his faults but the beating a Seventh grade Swordsman can give him was no joke so he shuts up.
Reluctantly he goes inside the kitchen to find Terras just shivering in a corner. With echoing steps in closed in on him before poking him with his finger.
"Hey-"
"WAHHHH!! "
like a cat, Terras jumped away and hissed from behind the cooking table. His femboy appearance giving him a laughable look but Asta endured the urge to clutch his stomach and burst into laughter.
"What do you want!? You already destroyed my hotel!. What else Do you want?!"
"I-" Asta wanted to say something but he was interrupted again.
"Don't say anything, better I die here in my kitchen then be chopped by that blade in your Grimoire." Terras says and looks at the kitchen knife hanging in the corner.
Unhesitatingly he leaps, planning to end himself before hearing Asta could finish his words.
He thought to himself, 'It's better I die before I watch this place crumble. I hope these monsters pay for their crimes. ' and closed his eyes as if he was prepared to meet his end.
...
A few seconds passed but the pain didn't arrive, curiosity took over and Terras slowly opened his eyes.
"Am I dead? That's wasn't as painful" He thought loud before noticing the knife still in his vision. "Do causes of death also go to hell?"
It took a few moments for the simpleton to understand his situation, his eyes going towards the side where he saw Asta just standing with his hand extended to grab his clothes.
Terras felt like a fool, he gave out a nervous '๐๐๐' before Asta let him fall to the floor, making him end up with a nose bleed while he yelped for help.
"You could have put me down!!! "
"Too much work. Also would that work on a suicidal maniac? "
...
"Fine... I am here to pay for the repairs. " Asta spoke and reached to his money pouch. "How much? "
Terras couldn't believe what he was hearing. "A top student paying for proper damage? Am I dreaming?"
"You want money or not? "
"O-of couse I want it, gimme just a minute!"
Like a cricket in the grass, Terras jumped around taking note of every broken thing before returning to Asta with a dust cloud behind himself.
"Here. 2 platinum coins."
...
The pouch fell from Asta's hands, a unconfident smile appearing on his face as he slowly put his hand on Terras's shoulder.
"Do you accept credit?"
-1 hour later-
"So let me get this straight. You are offering me a 3 leaf grimoire as compensation for the damages? "
Asta nods.
"When will the grimoire be ready? Do you have anything to assure me?"
Asta hesitates, "Well. You can have one of my swords."
"Really!!? I mean a real runed sword?"
The anti-magic grimoire begans floating and Redemptipn appears. As much as he hated to hand over his sword, Asta found nothing else in his possession to even act as a guarantee in his deal with Terras.
"This is the best I can do." He said, slowly sliding the sword forward onto the table. "Do you accept?"
Placing his finger on his peach like cheek, Terras thought for a second and reached out to grab Redemption's handle. He nods in silence, acting unsatisfied but he was laughing his ass off inside.
'I got a runed sword!! I can finally go be a knight or a paladin!' He echoed to himself in his head, almost wanting to go escape from the hotel and start a new life.
But he showed a rare moment of restrain, if he as much as showed Asta how much a rune weapon of such levels costs then... โ๐ ๐จ๐๐ค ๐ค๐๐ฃ๐๐จ๐๐.
He turns to Asta, a fake sad expression plastered on his face. He spoke to him, wanting to atleast make sure the grimoire was even a possibility or not.
"How many days till you make the grimoire? "
"Two or maybe three."
"I see, I guess you can mai-,... TWO DAYS?!! NOT MONTHS?"
"Stop screaming!" Asta covers his ears, even he doesn't scream in such high pitch,"Is it a big deal?"
Terras no longer had words or a poker face to make up a fake front. It was only now he realised what sort of Monster he was sitting against.
The two then ended their deal with a mana oath from Asta's side. Then the two of them went their own ways, one dancing in joy, the other exhausted to the point of losing his colour.