'I hate that witch.' Always making the most absurd requests.

But this request was the most ridiculous one of them all.

'Guide the challenger.' Just because you refuse to set foot in London doesn't mean you can shove the role to me.

"Wait Nico!" I sighed as a frown made its way onto my face.

Knowing very well that Howard was trying to get my attention.

'I'm not waiting.' If you can't keep up with me, then I refuse to be your-

"COO!"

"What the-?!" The next thing I knew, something landed on my head.

"Hey?!" Something sharp was hitting against my head.

I tried to slap whatever was doing that.

But at the same time.

"N-No! Don't do that Blanche!"

I didn't realize that whatever was hitting did it to slow me down.

By the time Howard got close enough, he pried a white dove off my head. Keeping the bird in his hold.

"Blanche, you didn't have to peck him! Don't do that again!"

"Your's?" I questioned the boy, who gave a weak nod in return. "She's normally docile, I don't know why Blanche started pecking at you."

Wearing a sad look on his face, Howard muttered.