Let me stay where the wind will whisper to me...
"Bloody hell," rang through the empty halls despite the fact it really wasn't that loud. The voice of the seventeen year old on the floor was never very loud; even if she was excited it usually stayed pretty quiet. That was just how she was; Yasumaru.
That's right, Yasumaru Renshima was her name.
Probably one of the youngest members in Castle Oblivion, as well as being one of the only humans in the castle. Now what would a teenage human girl be doing in a castle full of mostly male Nobodies?
Why cleaning of course! Why the bloody hell else would she be on the floor in an empty hallway?
Yes, poor Yasu was currently on her hands and knees scrubbing away at the floor of the hallway, one of the many she had to clean today. Not to mention cleaning the walls, the windows, dusting every bloody thing in the castle; and taking out the trash in all the rooms, which, oddly enough, was a lot.
Honestly, how much trash did Nobodies really need anyhow?
Yasumaru sighed lightly at the thought, continuing to scrub away at the already clean floor. Nobodies really didn't get dirty, besides the trash they accumulated, so the only part of her job Yasumaru ever really needed to do was the dusting and taking out the trash. However, her job each day was to clean the entirety of Castle Oblivion, so that is what she would do.
This was her only home after all.
"What time is it?" the Ice Mage straightened, wiping some sweat from her brow. Yasu had no idea how long she'd been on the floor cleaning the many hallways. The poor girl usually got up around two or three in the morning to clean and worked until about eleven at night. She didn't get much sleep, though she was used to it, and it was beginning to show in her physical features. She was much paler than usual and her eyes were sunken in, dark circles under them.
She never ate much either; obviously.
She was probably the only one in the castle who actually needed food and yet, so far, she was the one to ate the least. She had a job to do and despite hating it with every fiber of her human being, she would it to her fullest to ensure a safe spot in the castle, as well as less of the Nobodies picking on her.
As if on cue, her stomach released a rather loud growl, insisting that she cease in her work immediately and feed the empty organ. Yasumaru released another sigh, reaching her free hand down to pat the flat flesh. She stared at it for a few moments, continually running through her mind that she was wasting time.
"There, there, Tum-tum. I'll eat next time food is made, promise."
She raised her right hand, scrubbing brush present, and seemed to make and oath while using her left hand to make a cross over her heart. The stomach gurgled in reply, but fell silent, seemingly content for now.
The teen nodded, bending back down and continuing to scrub away. That is until she heard the breaking of glass and a light thud. Not a few moments later, the teen saw Riaxa walk to the kitchen. She heard two voices converse lightly, something about cleaning something. She sighed once again and stood, dropping the srubbing brush into the bucket and picking said bucket up. She might as well get clean water while she was in the kitchen.
"Bloody hell."
Walking slowly so that she wouldn't spill too much water, Yasu finally made it to the kitchen, finding both Manic and Riaxa. She stared at them blankly before seeing the glass on the floor.
"Hm, that looks like a job for me. I can do that, Man-man, sir."
Yasu's eyes remained wide and blank, as usual, as she set down her bucket at the entrance of the kitchen and walked over to the mechanic. She held a slender hand out, motioning that she wanted the broom to clean up the glass.
"You might cut yourself anyhow," she turned to Riaxa for a moment, her expression never changing, "hello Ria-hime."
Where the raindrops, as they're falling, tell a story...
