Kazuma x Reader ~Prologue

The soft tinkle of bells filled the fresh air the night brought. A full moon adorned the dark sky masking the light of the nearby stars, its silvery light just barely reaching the city below, filled with the artificial radiance of the lamps in the streets and stores.

Ayano was rushing down the street, trying to reach the compound before her father found out about her being late. Again. Last time he noticed she was grounded for a week, and she did not want to go through that hell again. She involuntarily shuddered at the thought and increased her speed even more, sporting an angry expression and yelling to motivate herself. “NO. WAY. IN. HELL! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!” She never spared a thought for the passerby’s who stared and escaped after they spotted her.

In another part of the bustling city center a certain wind user strolled down a lane with a pretty woman hanging off his arm. He didn’t say much, letting the woman do the talking and chuckling when it seemed appropriate. The woman seemingly did not mind the one-sided conversation; she apparently wasn’t that bright and didn’t notice that her companion’s thoughts were somewhere else. Kazuma was brought out of his absent state of mind when the wind carried the soft tinkle of little bells to his ears. He looked around to search for the source of the sound, but when he didn’t find anything he decided that his mind played a little trick on him and dismissed it.

High above the bustling masses of the crowd on the roads stood a figure on the rooftop of the highest building in the area. The silhouette was illuminated by the gentle glow of the moon, giving it an almost ethereal feeling. Attached to the long (h/c) hair flowing in the breeze was a hairpin with two bells made of silver that moved with every single breathe of the wind, producing the tinkling sounds that were part of this night’s setting. The light dress of what appeared to be a woman played around her body and made her seem as if the next gust of wind could carry her away.
The woman smiled slightly in a soft manner. “I’ve finally arrived here. The stage is set. I hope we both are able to play the parts we ourselves assigned us.” The woman let a melodic laugh escape that matched the still ringing bells in her hair.