Day 135

After so many years, Asmo showed his face up again. He finally found a weak spot in me. One I created myself.

*Biz*

C: My phone rings... Unknown.

C: Hello. Who is it?

Ms. Nagisa: It's me. Julia Nagisa.

C: Ms. Nagisa! How can I help?

Ms. Nagisa: My boy is a bit busy with homework and, I was just wondering, can you help me out?

C: Of course. I'll be right there.

Hmmm. I wonder what's all this about. Well, at least I will be near Keitaro. After 30 minutes or so, I arrived at their house.

Ms. Nagisa: It's good to see you. Come in.

C: Umh. So how can I help?

Ms. Nagisa: We gonna have a lot of guests tonight. I was hoping you might help me in the kitchen.

C: Where can I start?

Ms. Nagisa: Start by chopping carrots there.

It was a huge pile. Carrots, potatoes, onions, and what else. I grabbed the kitchen knife at started chopping everything at record speed.

C: Ok. I'm done.

Ms. Nagisa: Already. That was fast. Let me see.

She approached me with a shock on her face.

Ms. Nagisa: You chopped up everything already? You are fast. You must be a great deal of help for your parents in the kitchen.

C: Yes... Something like that. Why do we need so much food?

Ms. Nagisa: You don't know? It's Thanksgiving.

C: Thanksgiving?

Ms. Nagisa: Did you forget about it or something?

C: I just...

K: Cornelia! What are you doing here?

C: Keitaro. Your mom asked for some help in the kitchen.

Ms. Nagisa: Your girlfriend is quite the help. She did a job in 10 minutes that would have taken me 1 hour.

I smiled awkwardly at Keitaro in the hope he wouldn't kill me.

Ms. Nagisa: I will be fine here from now on. Thanks for the help. And make sure you stay for dinner.

C: Ok...

We went up the stairs into Keitaro's room, and I sat down on his bed.

C: Don't look at me like that. I only wanted to help.

K: It's ok if you help but don't overdo it.

C: Ok, ok... I'll try.

K: Good. I heard you will stay for dinner. You are part of the family, after all.

C: Family...

K: Is something the matter?

C: I... never had a family before. That is also why I don't celebrate Thanksgiving. I have nothing to be thankful for.

C: ... Are you sure I need to stay here?

K: Why are you saying that?

C: Other than you. I don't have anyone to say thanks to...

K: There must be someone.

C: No... Not really.

K: Who raised you? You were a newborn when you were left alone.

C: I had a partner. We worked together for 1025 years. But he died in a battle against Lucifer.

K: Can you tell me about your past a little more?

C: It's a long story.

K: We have at least 2 hours.

C: Then I'll tell you the short version.

He sat down beside me, listening to every word I had to say.

C: Then I'll start from the beginning so you can understand everything.

C: Lunari are born from magic. The magic has to come from a Lunari and another magical being. That said, Lunari can have multiple parents.

C: For my birth, I had three parents. The Queen of the Lunari. The High Priestess. And a Lord of Nightmares... A high-ranking demon.

K: But why would your parents combine their powers with a demon?

C: I don't know.

C: When I was born, I already looked like this. We Lunari never looked like babies.

C: The moment I was born, my parents hid me. They sent me to Earth. Since I was a newborn with almost no power, the ones who attacked us didn't notice me.

C: To reclaim my parent's memories, I would have to become a full-on Lunari.

K: So why don't you do that?

C: To become a true Lunari, one must catch a magical being and imprison it within themselves. Then the ritual would purify that creature and take its powers and it to my own.

K: You seem strong enough to endure it.

C: I have a high-tier demon. The Forgotten one in me. Maybe even stronger than me.

C: There is also my mother's legacy. The power of a Queen.

C: The High Priestess's power...

C: My father, The Lord of Nightmare's powers. His power comes from the sea of chaos, the source of all demons.

C: And since my people are dead, their soul's combined power would be mine as well.

K: Just how much power is that ???

C: To my current powers? Like a teardrop in the ocean. There is maybe a one percent chance that I would live.

K: I understand now...

C: That is my story. I was just a newborn when my parents left me. My partner raised me. He died two years before we met in camp. He was a Sol. A follower of the Sun. The last of his kind... Just like me.

K: He must have been a good friend.

C: More. He was like a brother to me.

K: You can be thankful for them.

C: You're right... Maybe there is someone I can be thankful for.

Ms. Nagisa: Dinner is ready! And everyone is waiting for you!

K: Well then. I guess it's time to introduce my girlfriend to her new family members.

C: Lucky me.

K: No. I'm the lucky one.