A young boy, donning a baggy white dougi, that’s a bit too big for his size, was sitting on the lap of the young woman. On top of him, a small white dragon is peacefully sleeping, curling itself on the top of his head.

“Uh...why do you bring him here?”

Needless to said, the uncle ask first, with a mix of astonishment and annoyance.

“Isn’t it obvious? This adorable creature was walking alone by themselves in the middle of the scorching desert. Why else wouldn’t I want to take this one inside for protection?”

“Uh, my car isn’t your own private carriage for you to bring in anything you like-”

“Also, How Dare You.”

Suddenly, with a cold serious tone, she chastised him, while gently put down the dragon into his lap.

“Look at his soft, luscious hair! The clear round eyes! The soft but firm skin like you’re hugging pillow! The cherub face! The small body perfect for patting!…”

“...Um, what?”

“Plus, don’t you see the aura around him, practically radiating pureness and all the good in the world? To called this perfectly adorable creature as just a boy is an insult!”

“Um...”

“No, this little pattable sweetness transcend gender, and probably even species! It’s like the universe itself converging on the perfect equation on cuteness with a neat little bow!...No.”

“...What?”

Suddenly unleashing a barrage of word onto everyone inside, she now suddenly stop, and hang her head down low. As the people around her wonder what she’s going to said next, she suddenly rise up her head, with an enlightened eyes gazing toward the universe.

“The Truth Of Everything, Is Cuteness!”

Making a thunderous statement, she talk as if her speech is accompanying by a thousand applause, with her fist held close to her side, and her eyes shine with the determination of a thousand stars (while at the same times gently patting the boy’s head)

“...Was she always like this?”

“…Sis’s always serious to a fault, yeah.”

“...You must have a hard time, huh..”

Seeing the sympathizing look the uncle given him, the brother can only give out the look of resignation, as if he’s going to turn into white ash and lay limply on the seat.

Meanwhile, the brand-new pair of brother and sister (?) is having fun with one-another, with the little brother, his head’s resting on the big chest of the big sister, looking up at her with glitter on his clear black eyes.

“Sis, is being cute strong?”

“Of course, it’s a form of strength unique over all other.”

“Then does this mean I’m strong?”

“Yes, isn’t it obvious?”

“Wow, so there are many way to be strong...I’m glad. As my father’s son, I need to be strong, so I am glad that you said I am strong!”

As if a weight have been lifted off his chest, he relaxed slightly on her body, giving out the brightest smile toward her.

Looking at that smile, she falter back for a moment, as if her head is hit by a bullet, before she instantly regained herself and gently pat with all her might, her face even broke into a smile.

“Yes, yes you’re strong and cute!”

“Isn’t cute equal strong though, so would that mean I’m strong and strong instead?”

“That’s right! So you’re strong and strong, and cute and cute as well! Strong equal cute remember?”

“Strong strong! Cute cute!”

“Strong strong! Cute cute!”

The pair happily played with each other, despite being stranger 5 minutes ago, and a suffocating air of harmony filled the room, leaving the two of them in an awkward state.

Then, remembering something, he suddenly glue his eyes to the front of the car, and slam the pedal to the metal, getting the car up to speed again. Due to the sudden jolt, all of the passengers get pushed to the back of the seats, temporarily stopping the sickeningly wholesome atmosphere.

“You pompous brat...Can you stopped getting all buddy-buddy with the strange kid from out of nowhere? Your antic almost make me forgot that we’re still being chased by those bastard…”

Being rudely interrupted, the big sister glared back at him with a cold eyes, while holding the boy in place with one hand and patting him in another.

“...Isn’t it your fault in the first place, that you’re nearly hitting this poor boy though?”

“Ugh!”

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“Also, even if you’re not hitting him, do you intend to just leave him behind for the thug to get him?”

“Well no, but…”

“As such, isn’t it just common sense that I bring him back to here, like I said before, while at the same times comfort his mental state, after nearly being hit by a car going at more than 150 km/h?...And as such, in the first place, aren’t I the only one doing the right thing here?”

“Well I mean...I have to run fast to escape from those goon...and I got careless…”

Suddenly being attack by a stream of reasonable arguments, the uncle have no choice but to fumble his word around, before he shut up like a clam, bearing a guilty look on his face.

Feeling that the surrounding become awkward once again, the little (twin) brother interjected, placating the sister.

“Come on sis, it can’t be helped...After all, he was busy trying to save us after all…”

“...Very well. Considering the limitation of human being, I shouldn’t push our savior further than it need to be. All I need now is an apology though.”

Seeing that the sister close her eyes and calm down, the brother then glances at the uncle through the rear view mirror, telling him to take the chance. In respond, the uncle look back at her, before taking in a deep breath.

“...You’re right. Sorry, pompous bra-”

“Not to me, to him.”

“Eugh...Sorry, young boy for nearly hitting you. It must have been a terrible thing.”

“It’s okay! The car look weak anyway!”

“Weak...this isn’t some dangerous beast or anything…”

Receiving his forgiveness, the uncle then relaxed, taking a bottle to water on the side to relieve his nervousness. Seeing that the atmosphere become calm again, the brother breathe a sigh of relief, before casually ask the boy to ease thing through.

“Speaking of which, what’s your name? Thing have been so sudden, we forgot to ask.”

“Ah, my name is Martia, of the Dragon Style. What’s your name, sis?”

“Such a strong name you have there...My name is Violet Victoris, 6th princess of the Victor Kingdom.”

“Pfff! What, The Victoris of the Victor Kingdom!?”

“S-Sis!? Aren’t we supposed to hide our name before we get to the city!?”

Hearing such, the uncle immediately do a spit take, covering the entire windshield with water he’s in the middle of drinking. Also being caught off guard, the brother scream in surprised with a frea out look on his face. Seeing such, she tilted her head to the side, confused about her brother’s expression.

“? Isn’t it obvious that we should be honest with such a pure, adorable boy?”

“Still…!”

“Beside, it should be fine. Look...”

“Woaaah, so you’re a princess? So cool!”

The boy speak to her, with a bright sparkle in his eyes and a bright smile on his face. Barely holding back a smile, she nodded.

“Um! I’m a princess in a frilly dress, don’t you see?”

“Woa, just like the picture my dad show to me! You look cute too!”

“Thank you, I’m appreciate it...However, both me and my brother are on a secret mission, so you must not tell any stranger our name or identity.”

“Ah, just like the novel my dad show to me...I promise, in the name of our family!”

“Um, good!...See?”

With a cool face, she look at the both of them with confidence and assurance, as if nothing wrong will ever happen. Looking at her, the two wear an indescribable look, that’s a mix of bewilderment and stupify.

Finally, the brother took a big massive sigh, and replied with face of resignation.

“...Hah, yeah I see, sis.”

“Wait wait wait, I don’t like to even be in eyesight of you two’s problem here, but is that really a fine thing to do? Even I see that’s flimsy as hell.”

“If sis said it’s fine, then it’s fine, that’s something I learn from experience...Plus, with how seriously she take this, convincing her is useless.”

“Wait, she was actually being serious?”

“Like I said before, she’s serious to a fault...Well Martia, I’m Mauve Victoris, 3rd Prince of the Victor Kingdom. Just like your sister, I’m also a royalty.”

“Woa...you aren’t frilly like sis though.”

“Hahaha...Well, I only wear such clothing when in ceremony. Plus, such clothing would be too eye-catching…”

“But sis wear such a soft, frilly dress though.”

“Yeah, sis is...different.”

“Hm? But I thought this dress is pretty subdued though…Compare to that, you look...bland.”

“Bland...Sis, I’m supposed to look normal here. You know, like everyone else, so we don’t get caught…”

“That doesn’t excuse bad fashion sense, even by normal people’s standard. If it were me, I would instantly recognized you, just by how forgettable and boring your clothing are, and you would get caught already.”

“F-Forgettable and boring...O-Only you would be able to do that though…”

As the pair argued about his clothing, with only consist of dull-colour pants and white T-shirt under a brown blazer, the atmosphere become normal, as the tenseness immediately vaporize.

Only the uncle is left, still feeling on edge about the thing, but especially more nervous ever since he know about their identity. Seemingly noticing it, the boy ask in curiosity.

“Mister? You don’t look so good there, ever since you know their name.”

“...Hm? Oh, kid, it’s nothing...Just existential dread about carrying two live nukes within this small, lithe baby of mine, that’s all.”

“Eh? They don’t look like they will explode though?”

“Trust me kid, they will leave me and my car without a body to bury, as long as I still carrying them around. Messing with the Victor Kingdom is suicidal enough, and now I have to “escort” two high ranking royalty of the most military kingdom, and their giant-ass problems…”

“Is that so...being a taxi driver is tough...”

“Hmph, if you were a real royalty chauffeur of ours, you will be executed on the spot for cowardice.”

“Thanks god I ain’t one then, since I like to live til my old age...Ah right, I haven’t give you my name yet, kid.”

Opening his cabinet and taking out a business card, he then give it to Martia. On the card, “Terry McDrake – Taxi Driver - Transporter – Freelance” is written on top.

“The name’s Terry McDrake. Aside from being a taxi driver, I also do deliveries and other oddjobs...Would be pretty rude if I haven’t introduce myself after all this mess.”

“Woa…Doing so many job, mister should be a strong person right?”

“Ohoho...”Strong” is a bit much, but I am a person of many talent…”

As he’s taking complement while holding his nose high in the sky, Violet interjected with a chastised tone

“Ahem, aren’t you forgetting something?”

“Geh, what the hell more do you even want me to do…Okay okay, I will give you a free service, as an apology for nearly hitting you, okay kid? Just call me, and I will do it free-of-charge.”

“Woa, really? Thanks you mister!”

Tucking the card in his shirt, he thanks him with a bright smile. Seeing such, Violet nod, complementing his action.

“Hm, good job. As a reward, we would like to employ your help in the future as well.”

“No fucking thanks. Don’t you already hear what I said about you guy?”

“Ho...not even with two years of your earning?”

“Guh...Precisely because of that! I wouldn’t be able to refuse, then you two would drag me and my sweet baby into who-know-what disaster. Seriously, I don’t even want to imagine how many years of my life would be lost because of it, so better off not even thinking about it in the first place...”

“...You seems very conscious of your flaw.”

“Well thanks you very much, you pompous brat!”

As Violet and Terry banter with each others, the car steadily moving on, as Martia watch the rolling scenery outside with glee. As they continued to ride with breakneck speed, the wall of sand soon disappear beyond the horizon…

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--Meanwhile, at the wall--

“Oy, do you guy find anyway around this thing?”

A giant man, obscured behind the battering dust, spoke with his man behind him, as he dropping in front of his giant, spiked truck, looking up against the towering wall of sand.

“Boss, there’s a problem!”

“What’s that?”

“The wall isn’t just standing against us, it completely surrounded us as well! We have try to run around it, and found out that it completely surround an area of at least a hundred kilometer square!”

“And running our car through it just make the wall flip it up high, huh…”

The boss watch behind him, looking at one of his lackey’s car being flip over, while his lackey trying to find a way to flip it over.

Thinking about it for a while, the boss suddenly taking a wide stance against the wall, and pulling back his right fist tightly.

“Hahhh!!!”

With a mighty yell, he throw a straight punch toward the wall, and immediately a large hole is open up, as a mighty blow tore open the wall straight to the other side. Before the lackey can be happy for long though, it quickly close-up, and a towering wall of sand appear in front of them once again.

“...So that doesn’t work either huh. Interesting.”

“Boss, so what do we do?”

Looking at him worriedly, the lackey anxiously ask him. In respond, the boss throw out a big, wild smile, before speaking with a booming voice.

“What, are you scare already? When we’re looking at a chance to catch a big one!”

Hearing his fearless voice, all of his man also made a wide smile, before roaring in excitement.

“Hear that? Boss declare that we’re hunting a big one!”

“So what if it’s a giant wall of sand, we’ve been through worse!”

“With Boss on our side, we wouldn’t lose no matter what!”

As the voice rang across the desert, filled with cheer and battle roar, the boss nodded, before screaming at his man.

“Listen up, that wall isn’t going to last forever! According to my intuition, that thing will come down by itself on sundown!”

“Woohoo! Boss’s intuition is never wrong!”

“But what do we do when the wall come down? By that time they would have already move far far away from us.”

“You dumbass, don’t you remember how vast this entire desert is? They wouldn’t be able to cross this in a single day, and they will have to take a rest through the night in some oasis...And we know all of them, remember?”

“!!Yes, of course! You’re so wise, Boss!”

“Of course I am wise, otherwise how the hell do I rear you guy...Oi, Teller!”

“Yes, Boss!”

From the side, a man in glass, while wearing spiked jacket and leather jean like all other, respond to him thusly, never minding the sand clogging up his glass.

“Call all the man we have on the North side, and scout every single oasis there! Once you find them, gather them all to their location without getting spotted, and ambush them deep in the night!”

“Yes, Boss!”

As he immediately going back to his car and fire up his radio, the boss looked toward the wall again, in the direction of the “catch”.

“Just you wait, I will finally caught you, princess.”

Making his declaration, his teeth reveal fiercely under the rolling sand.