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Hanji and even Mikasa looked shocked, but I can see Hanji’s eyes sparking with newly found curiosity, and I just know, after the surprise lost its magic, Hanji will go gaga interrogating Eren. I can already feel the ghost of a headache coming on, and I suddenly felt pity towards the unknowing demon, not realizing what storm will come in his way.
But I guess it’s also a good thing right? At least Hanji won’t interrogate me more than she would usually do.
My musings ended when suddenly, Mikasa drew her swords still clipped by her hips and pointed it at Eren’s face. Hanji gasp and I stood rigid, eyes slightly wide and mouth open. Fuck, I didn’t take into account that Mikasa will react this way!
“Mikasa, what the hell are you doing?! Put that sword down!”
“He’s a demon, Levi, did you lose your mind?! Or did he do anything to you?!” Mikasa’s posture is still in her fighting stance with her sword dangerously close to Eren’s nose, the said demon going cross-eyed staring at the pointy end of the flat surface.
“Mikasa…”
“Stand back, Levi, you too, Hanji! We don’t know what he’ll do and what he’s capable of!” Mikasa’s scathing remark that made Eren grin and look down at us – the fucking demon is much taller than the three of us, even Hanji who is a fucking giant for me.
“Now, now, young lady, is that how you treat your brother’s savior? I might say, how ungrateful of you.” Eren’s mocking Mikasa, I just know it, and it’s a fucking wrong move!
“Eren, what the fuck are you doing?! Stop that!” I said sternly while still keeping eye with Mikasa, arms still up in the air to stop her.
I know I could go to her just in time if she tried to really kill Eren or at least harm him but I have a feeling that Eren could defend himself. Now, I realize, if Eren could kill a dozen or so Titans without any weapons at hand, what can Mikasa do; a human against a demon?
Oh shit. It’s Eren I should keep an eye out now!
The ghost of a headache I felt not just a moment ago came knocking at my temple and I just want to scream at the two individual in front of me still having a staring contest. Hanji, for once, is keeping silent that I’m very much thankful for.
“Mikasa, drop down your sword, I assure you, I’m not under any mind control or any shit like that.”
“We don’t know that, Levi, and you don’t know that, what if he slipped something in you while you’re sleeping or put something in your food?!” Mikasa tightened her hold on her sword and the sliver of patience I still had snapped in two.
“I said, drop your sword Mikasa!”
I bellowed and she gaped at me, shocked that I actually raised my voice like that. Eren threw me ‘a really?’ look and I ignored him, Hanji mirroring Mikasa’s reaction but otherwise, still quiet. It’s so unlike her but for now, I’ll ignore it the best as I can.
I sighed deeply and massaged my throbbing temple, calming my nerves. I badly need my tea but I still have to appease my ever-protective-sometimes-overbearing sister, and to think that I’m older than her doesn’t make her stop mother henning me.
Sometimes it’s endearing but sometimes it’s suffocating; right now is the latter.
“Mikasa, trust me when I say he didn’t do anything to me.” I said firmly, giving her a look, silently conveying to her that even in my dying moment, I won’t let anyone do something to me that I don’t like. At least she should know that, I’m her brother for whatever-holy’s sake!
She studied me for a minute and then lowered her sword, reluctantly I might add, and stepped back a little, regarding Eren with sharp eyes and watching glare, still not trusting the grinning demon in front of her.
I sighed in relief, if just a little more, until Hanji made a dying sound (knowing her, it’s not actually impossible; she could die just by breathing, that’s how careless she is) and everyone snapped their attentions to her.
She cheekily grinned and raised her right hand, and said, “Are you quite finished? Can I ask my questions now?” And Mikasa and I outwardly groaned, Eren, the poor creature, left staring at us sibling back and forth, unknowing what hell descended upon him.
“What...?” and that’s the only reply Eren managed to make before Hanji started her brain-wracking-soul-cracking-insanity-induced rapid fire of questions.
I just hope for Eren’s fast recovery after this trauma.
“What kind of demon are you? Do you have special skills other than looking like that? Are there more like you where you came from? Did you really come from outside the walls? What’s it like out there? Are there humans? Animals, no wait, don’t answer that yet, how did you come to this world? Is there really hell…”
Mikasa and I both made eye contact and simultaneously nodded our head, mentally agreeing that we better make our haste retreat before we can be suck in one of Hanji’s infamous interrogating that leaves most of our new and old soldiers traumatized for the rest of their lives. And that’s saying something because there are Titans existences.
And apparently, demons are of existence too. I wonder how many demons out there? Is Eren the only exception?
Most importantly, now that I think about it, Eren can fly. That means, he can enter the walls as freely as he want to, heck, he can turn invisible, no one can see him if he really wanted to. So the questions are, he doesn’t need to ask for my permission to let him in, but he still did anyway. Why is that?
Is it just some kind of courtesy call or something more? Am I just overthinking things? But I have the right to be suspicious, he’s a demon! And I don’t know any more than that, and that’s quite terrifying, now that I think about it.
Mikasa and I reached the door at the same time, quietly, and we move deftly outside and I close the door behind us. The last thing I heard was Eren’s betrayed noise when he realized we left him behind with the crazy scientist.
I might feel bad for him, but I’m not really in mood with Hanji’s sometimes evasive questions, so yeah, I don’t feel half as bad leaving him. I think I’ll let him handle that for his welcoming here inside the walls.
Hanji and even Mikasa looked shocked, but I can see Hanji’s eyes sparking with newly found curiosity, and I just know, after the surprise lost its magic, Hanji will go gaga interrogating Eren. I can already feel the ghost of a headache coming on, and I suddenly felt pity towards the unknowing demon, not realizing what storm will come in his way.
But I guess it’s also a good thing right? At least Hanji won’t interrogate me more than she would usually do.
My musings ended when suddenly, Mikasa drew her swords still clipped by her hips and pointed it at Eren’s face. Hanji gasp and I stood rigid, eyes slightly wide and mouth open. Fuck, I didn’t take into account that Mikasa will react this way!
“Mikasa, what the hell are you doing?! Put that sword down!”
“He’s a demon, Levi, did you lose your mind?! Or did he do anything to you?!” Mikasa’s posture is still in her fighting stance with her sword dangerously close to Eren’s nose, the said demon going cross-eyed staring at the pointy end of the flat surface.
“Mikasa…”
“Stand back, Levi, you too, Hanji! We don’t know what he’ll do and what he’s capable of!” Mikasa’s scathing remark that made Eren grin and look down at us – the fucking demon is much taller than the three of us, even Hanji who is a fucking giant for me.
“Now, now, young lady, is that how you treat your brother’s savior? I might say, how ungrateful of you.” Eren’s mocking Mikasa, I just know it, and it’s a fucking wrong move!
“Eren, what the fuck are you doing?! Stop that!” I said sternly while still keeping eye with Mikasa, arms still up in the air to stop her.
I know I could go to her just in time if she tried to really kill Eren or at least harm him but I have a feeling that Eren could defend himself. Now, I realize, if Eren could kill a dozen or so Titans without any weapons at hand, what can Mikasa do; a human against a demon?
Oh shit. It’s Eren I should keep an eye out now!
The ghost of a headache I felt not just a moment ago came knocking at my temple and I just want to scream at the two individual in front of me still having a staring contest. Hanji, for once, is keeping silent that I’m very much thankful for.
“Mikasa, drop down your sword, I assure you, I’m not under any mind control or any shit like that.”
“We don’t know that, Levi, and you don’t know that, what if he slipped something in you while you’re sleeping or put something in your food?!” Mikasa tightened her hold on her sword and the sliver of patience I still had snapped in two.
“I said, drop your sword Mikasa!”
I bellowed and she gaped at me, shocked that I actually raised my voice like that. Eren threw me ‘a really?’ look and I ignored him, Hanji mirroring Mikasa’s reaction but otherwise, still quiet. It’s so unlike her but for now, I’ll ignore it the best as I can.
I sighed deeply and massaged my throbbing temple, calming my nerves. I badly need my tea but I still have to appease my ever-protective-sometimes-overbearing sister, and to think that I’m older than her doesn’t make her stop mother henning me.
Sometimes it’s endearing but sometimes it’s suffocating; right now is the latter.
“Mikasa, trust me when I say he didn’t do anything to me.” I said firmly, giving her a look, silently conveying to her that even in my dying moment, I won’t let anyone do something to me that I don’t like. At least she should know that, I’m her brother for whatever-holy’s sake!
She studied me for a minute and then lowered her sword, reluctantly I might add, and stepped back a little, regarding Eren with sharp eyes and watching glare, still not trusting the grinning demon in front of her.
I sighed in relief, if just a little more, until Hanji made a dying sound (knowing her, it’s not actually impossible; she could die just by breathing, that’s how careless she is) and everyone snapped their attentions to her.
She cheekily grinned and raised her right hand, and said, “Are you quite finished? Can I ask my questions now?” And Mikasa and I outwardly groaned, Eren, the poor creature, left staring at us sibling back and forth, unknowing what hell descended upon him.
“What...?” and that’s the only reply Eren managed to make before Hanji started her brain-wracking-soul-cracking-insanity-induced rapid fire of questions.
I just hope for Eren’s fast recovery after this trauma.
“What kind of demon are you? Do you have special skills other than looking like that? Are there more like you where you came from? Did you really come from outside the walls? What’s it like out there? Are there humans? Animals, no wait, don’t answer that yet, how did you come to this world? Is there really hell…”
Mikasa and I both made eye contact and simultaneously nodded our head, mentally agreeing that we better make our haste retreat before we can be suck in one of Hanji’s infamous interrogating that leaves most of our new and old soldiers traumatized for the rest of their lives. And that’s saying something because there are Titans existences.
And apparently, demons are of existence too. I wonder how many demons out there? Is Eren the only exception?
Most importantly, now that I think about it, Eren can fly. That means, he can enter the walls as freely as he want to, heck, he can turn invisible, no one can see him if he really wanted to. So the questions are, he doesn’t need to ask for my permission to let him in, but he still did anyway. Why is that?
Is it just some kind of courtesy call or something more? Am I just overthinking things? But I have the right to be suspicious, he’s a demon! And I don’t know any more than that, and that’s quite terrifying, now that I think about it.
Mikasa and I reached the door at the same time, quietly, and we move deftly outside and I close the door behind us. The last thing I heard was Eren’s betrayed noise when he realized we left him behind with the crazy scientist.
I might feel bad for him, but I’m not really in mood with Hanji’s sometimes evasive questions, so yeah, I don’t feel half as bad leaving him. I think I’ll let him handle that for his welcoming here inside the walls.