Trademark

That morning I helped the workers to make a road; after arranging the rocks evenly, I took a break with everyone; because of my status as king, people had forbidden me even so, I still refused.

What is a king? All I knew was I was too bored to sit at home doing nothing.

Hitomi appeared with Emily in her human form.

"You two?" I said.

"It's been a while since I've seen Zack; you're still covering your face with a mask."

"It's my trademark; what about your country?"

"About that... that's why I came here; I need your help."

Hitomi blinked one eye while Emily turned her face to the side; she probably didn't like me as if I would take Hitomi away from her.

"Then I'll drop by."

We arrived at Hitomi's kingdom in a matter of seconds; the kingdom itself was called the kingdom of Orielda, and although it seems Westernised, the buildings themselves take on an Edo-century style with traditional houses and people wearing what is called a kimono.