The Witch's Child (Re:zero)

Are you perhaps...Pride?

Mamoru has just woken up, although much earlier than everyone since he's got something to do without Subaru or anyone else knowing.

He slowly and carefully got up from his bed, making sure that Beatrice didn't wake up.

Once he finally managed to get up from the bed, he got dressed and headed outside.

But before he could even head to the front door he was stopped by someone, that someone was Rem.

Mamoru: Wow, you're up early.

Rem: It's only natural, I'm the head-maid of the Roswaal Mansion, after all.

Mamoru: Pretty sure that this isn't the mansion.

Rem: It doesn't matter, I need to get breakfast ready.

Mamoru: I'm pretty sure that the staff here already make food for us though....

Rem: Allow me to correct myself then. I'm making sure that none of the food is poisoned.

Mamoru:.....I suppose that's fair. Anyways, i'll be going now.

He started walking towards the door, but he was once again stopped by Rem who put a hand on his shoulder.

Rem: May I ask where you're going?

Mamoru: Just going to see some of the people I met here two months ago.

Rem looked at Mamoru suspiciously.

Mamoru: And no. They are not my "Witchcult friends" which I apparantly have.

Rem:.....I see, you can go now.

Mamoru: Thanks....

Rem did let him go pretty easily, I guess it's because she trusts him a little bit more now.

Mamoru headed out of the front door and outside. His destination? Priscilla's mansion.

It took him a little while, but he managed to make it there. Although the walk there was frankly, boring.

When he arrived, he noticed the fact that the gates were wide open with no guards, pretty much challenging any thief or asassin to try and invade her home.

Mamoru: What a fool.

Almost the moment he passed the gates, the front door to the mansion opened, revealing a buff man that's missing a arm and who's wearing a helmet on his head. You could also easily see scars on his body, revealing many years of fighting.

Al: You don't mind me asking what you're doing here, right? Or are you lost, kid?

Mamoru: Hey! Don't treat me like a kid. I just wanted to talk.

Al: Uh...Sorry to say this, but Priscilla isn-

Mamoru: Ah, don't misunderstand. I'm here to talk to you, Al.

Al: You know me?

Mamoru: You can say something like that. But let's sit down and have a chat, kay?

Al:....Sure?

Both Al and Mamoru sat down on the small staircase infront of the mansion.

Al:....So, what did you want to talk about? You do seem to know me, but I don't know you.

Mamoru: Right. My name is Natsuki Mamoru, i'm part of the Emilia camp.

Al:.....Wait....Natsuki Mamoru sounds....

Mamoru: Japanese, right?

Mamoru couldn't see it due to Al's helmet but if he had to guess, Al's eyes were probably the widest they could ever be.