Story Reader / Affection / Bianca: Veritas / Story
Commandant Dormitory, Babylonia. 11:20 am. One hour away from the date with Bianca.
(50 minutes later.)
(30 minutes later.)
The air feels fresh after a brief morning rain. A scatter of people walks by the road, and you notice the tall female figure by a lamp post from afar.
Bianca turns around. She is still equipped with her usual frame, but she looks different than usual somehow.
Commandant...
I happen to be free today, so I arrived a little early.
The temperature is still a little cold. Based on what you usually wear, you might be a bit underdressed.
It's getting windy at night. Here, please put on this scarf in case you catch a cold...
It's what I should do.
Let's go. We're heading that way.
Bianca walks toward a lawn by the side and takes out a blanket from her bag, laying it over the damp grass.
You haven't had your lunch yet, right, Commandant?
Bianca sits on the blanket and opens the package she is carrying, revealing a series of lunchboxes filled with sizzling hot meals.
I wasn't sure what you liked, so I made one of every cuisine I was good at.
(Nods)
My previous... job involved taking care of other people.
This is nothing out of the ordinary.
There's tea for digestion in this cup. Please enjoy.
...Did I?
I guess that's because this reminds me of the past.
It has been a long time since someone said something like this to me...
For some reason, it's oddly comforting.
I-it's just... taking care of others has jogged some old memories.
But if that's what you want, Commandant...
I'm more than happy to comply.
