Okay, last of the relationships issues to iron out here. Now we move onto the final stages just before the second to last arc of the story. Enjoy this more lighthearted slash lover chapter and join us for the Star Festival and the antics that ensue afterward in the night couple chapters.

As always enjoy.

GHOST ALVASA OUT!_!

Golden Dawn’s Base…

Mimosa stood in the training area of the Golden Dawn’s mansion. She was annoyed, upset, and angry with a certain ashen-haired boy. Yet, at the same time, she was also hurt, concerned, and extremely worried about him. Most of all, she was confused about what she had to do moving forward.

“Looks like you have something on your mind,” came a voice from behind her.

Mimosa turned to see Yuno standing there, with Bell floating off his left with pudgy cheeks, as she happily munched on a cookie.

“Yuno, what’re you doing here?” she confusedly asked.

“Came to practice,” he said, as he held up a hand and created a hawk made of wind.

“Yuno always practices right now, big boobs, so you need to scat!” Bell glared, “I already have enough of an issue with the half-pint and her cooking skills to contend with. I won’t have you trying to seduce my Yuno with your chest!”

“Big boobs?” Mimosa said, as she looked down at her chest, and her face flushed as she covered up with her robe’s cape, “I DON’T EVEN THINK OF YUNO IN THAT WAY!”

“And why not?!” Bell countered, “You should! He’s the total package!”

“Bell,” Yuno said in his silent, annoyed tone.

“Yes, my dear Yuno?” the wind spirit said with bated breath.

“Leave it be,” He sighed. “Mimosa has a boyfriend already,” he said and noticed how his comrade looked at the ground sullenly. “Asta problems messing with your head?”

“How’d you know?” she asked with a blush.

“You act all mopey like this whenever I mention him at all,” Yuno raised a hand, “What did he do this time exactly? Something stupid, like usual?”

“No,” Mimosa sighed, “What would you do if he suddenly told you where he was from and said he was going to have to go back and that he was actually royalty there and had a lot of responsibilities to his people and… others to get back?”

“I’d say it's a good reason to do all the stupid stuff he does to get stronger,” Yuno said nonchalantly, causing Mimosa to look at him with a smirk on her face.

“He told you?” she asked.

“Not as directly as he may have told you, but once, when we were kids,” Yuno told his story of how, when he and Asta were much younger, he asked him a hypothetical question about if he left one day to go back to where he came from and asked what Yuno would do then with his rival was gone. “I told him then I’d be the wizard king for sure and come and see him and rub it in his face.”

“Ke… ahahahahaha!” Mimosa laughed for a good five minutes.

“Did that help clear your head?” Yuno sincerely asked.

Mimosa wiped away a tear. “Yes,” she smiled brightly,

“It really did. Thank you, Yuno. I still have some more thinking I need to do, but I think you’ve helped me see what I need to do and what I need to say to him.”

“Well, of course, he had, chestie!” Bell fumed, “My Yuno’s always been helpful like that!”

“Ehhh…” Mimosa recoiled slightly at the nickname, “I think I’ll leave you to practice then, Yuno. Thanks for the help.”

She bowed and then left, with Yuno giving a single wave and a soft smile.

“I guess I should count myself lucky I don’t have to contend with her as my rival,” Bell looked down and put her hand on her chest.

“Enough. Time to practice the new moves,” Yuno said, going back to his normal cold aloofness.

Bell’s eyes sparkled on that note, "OH, YES!"

Rebecca’s House…

“So, a lot happened then,” Rebecca said, as she blinked a couple of times after having heard Asta and Noelle’s story of how they got his arms back. “But, to hear you have a niece, and it’s Vanessa…”

“Apparently, I have two here,” Asta sighed into the table before lifting his head up.

Rebecca raised an eyebrow, “I mean, your older brother is how old again? Like, three thousand?”

“Fifteen thousand, according to his universe's calendar,” Asta raised a hand, “But the way time works between universes is all fucked up, especially for displaced, so there’s really no telling just how old he is in this world, let alone this universe.”

“I think I get what you’re saying, Rebecca,” Noelle looked at her tea, before taking a sip.

“I don’t follow,” Asta looked at his silver-haired girlfriend.

“Geez, for someone so powerful and who's supposed to be a king, you sure are really stupid sometimes!” Noelle held her head with a slight side-to-side motion while letting out an exasperated sigh, “She’s getting at the fact that he’s so old, and there’s no way he’d stay single in all those years and not have more than a few kids. You probably have a few generations of them in your older brother's world.”

“Honestly, I never gave it much thought,” Asta shrugged, before standing up and popping his back.

“Why doesn’t that surprise me at all?” Noelle sighed again with a roll of her eyes.

“I’ll go get some stuff for dinner,” he said before leaving through the front door and heading to the market.

“That boy… why did we start dating him again?” she turned to Rebecca.

“Hmmm….” Rebecca looked off to the side while touching her cheek in thought. “Cause he’s sweet, kind, and has a good heart, while doing all he can to support and be there for us!” She flicked her finger with a smirk, “So, when the time comes.”

Noelle immediately knew where she was going with that remark.

“I’ve decided to stay here,” Noelle said seriously, “I feel I still have things to do in this world, but I do plan on going when I get stronger and know I can be a support for him, as his girlfriend and as a better mage.”

“What about Mimosa?” Rebecca asked, “Have you or Asta spoken to her, or even seen her?”

“Actually, we did before his forced rest,” Noelle looked down, as her thoughts turned to her cousin, “She seemed more than a little upset with his state of being, but beyond a few simple words, we haven’t seen or heard from her recently.”

“He’s going to have to speak to her soon,” Rebecca sighed.

“Give it time,” Noelle held up a hand, “Mimosa is a lot more emotionally expressive and kinder than I am about most things, but at the same time, she’s used to doing things her own way to do things. Knowing her, she’ll be able to work through it, with some help from one of her own friends or comrades.”

Town…

Asta walked down the somewhat busy town street with a sack full of food for supper in his arms.

“Let’s see,” Asta thought, “Need some spices, then that should be it…”

“Look who’s up and walking around again!” he heard, as something small rammed into his side.

“Hey, Marie,” Asta smiled at the little girl clinging to his side.

“Asta!” Marie jumped back with a cute smile, “You’re all better now, right?!”

“You did give us quite a scare with that curse,” Sister Theresa said as she came up behind Marie, “You really shouldn’t run off like that, Marie. I have enough trouble from your brother as is.”

“Sorry,” Marie looked down.

Theresa looked back to Asta. “You not only got rid of that curse, but managed to get stronger, too,” the sister noted about Asta's much stronger magic aura.

“Y-yea-a-a,” Asta scratched the back of his head, “Got some new spells I need to practice. Could give me a definite edge in the upcoming battles…”

“Are you still staying with Rebecca?” Theresa asked, taking note of the sack under his arm.

“For a couple more days, while I still have the downtime,” Asta smiled, “All she does is worry about me, and then, I come over severely injured. Then, she takes to looking after me. I want to make it up to her any way I can, so I’m spending the next few days over to spend time with her.”

“I know she’ll appreciate it,” Theresa smiled, “Let’s go, Marie. We need to let him be on his way.”

“Awwww…” Marie pouted, “But I wanted to play with Asta now that he’s better…”

Asta patted the girl on her head, “I’ll be in town for a while longer. If you’re good and do your chores and listen to Sister Theresa, then ask her to bring you and the other orphans by the house, and you can play with Marco and the others. I’ll fix you all a big lunch.”

“Promise?” Marie squinted.

Asta held up his pinkie finger. “Pinkie promise,” he smiled, and the little girl copied him and interlocked her finger with his.

“See ya later!” Marie waved, as she and Theresa left.

Asta waved back. “Gauche is going to kill me, though I’ll do worse if he tries,” he sighed with a shrug. “Spices!” he remembered his main reason for stopping and went back to shopping.

Rebecca’s House

“So, what is he like?” Rebecca asked.

“Who?” Noelle raised an eyebrow.

“Asta’s older brother,” Rebecca pointed out, “You’ve actually met and spoken with him longer than I have. When he came to me, it was literally to make sure I got home.”

Noelle recalled her experiences with the Sage and then the description given by the Witch Queen and Asta.

“He’s not someone I can really describe in detail,” Noelle looked down, a bit apprehensive, “I’ve seen him twice now, and both times, he wore entirely different faces, as in looks. He doesn’t seem like a bad guy. He cares about his family, that’s for sure, but as a whole, I can’t really say.”

“If he’s like Asta, then that means he's pretty strong. I wonder what type of magic he uses?” Rebecca looked up.

“He’s a sage. That means he can use a lot of different spells, but the one I know for a fact he has is time magic. His power and control are on a whole ‘nother than even the wizard king,” Noelle described, “The edge he has is in just about everything, from power to even experience.”

“So, someone even Asta can’t beat,” Rebecca said bluntly, “Glad he’s our boyfriend’s brother.”

“Me too,” Noelle reached up and touched the seal left from Liebe’s contract with her, “Me too…”

Streets

Asta hummed to himself.

“You seem happy,” Raava noted, as she appeared in a much smaller form, riding on his shoulder, “Is it the girls?”

“Hmmm… That, and I got my arms back, new powers, and I regained some of my old power level from Equestria,” Asta chuckled.

“Thug robbing an old lady at 3,” Liebe said, and Asta nailed the guy in the face with a hard right to the face and kept walking. “Nice. So… when ya gonna talk to the last one? Ya know, the one with the great knockers,” Liebe snickered.

“Can you not go there?!” Asta shouted, causing everyone to turn and stare. “Ehehe… spirit,” he pointed to Raava, who glared at him.

“I was planning on going to see her before the Star Festival in a couple of days,” he sighed.

“If she sees you,” Raava pointed out.

“Yeah. If…” Asta harshly sighed.

“Don’t we have another issue to fix, too?” Liebe pointed out, as they passed a fish stall, “One that involves a set of underwater performers?”

“I didn’t forget about them,” Asta said.

“Then, where’s the bottle of healing juice from your sister-in-law?” Liebe snickered.

“Don’t start that bull,” Asta groaned, “And I can heal them myself, now that I have access to the full set of the Destroyer's abilities.”

“Fine then,” Liebe let out a sigh of relief.

“Time for food,” Asta gave a wide smile as he walked into Rebecca’s house.

Later…

“Are you sure you can’t stay, big sis?” Marco pleaded with Noelle.

“Sorry, but unlike a certain loud mouth,” she grumbled as he snored upstairs, “I’m not on medical leave, so I have to report to the captain about what went down in the forest. I spend almost every day with Asta as is, and I do love seeing you guys. But, I need some time away from the idiot, to not only relax, but also do what I need to do.”

“We understand,” Luca smiled, “We’ll tell him you went back to base to report in.”

“Thanks, Luca,” Noelle smiled as she waved goodbye and shut the door. “I just need to contact a certain lecher, and I’ll be there in no time,” she stuck out her tongue as she pulled out her communication orb. She then got to thinking about what she needed to leave out, and really couldn’t leave anything out, except the part where Asta was actually Vanessa’s uncle.

She shuddered as the thought crossed her mind.

“Oh, what about the Element?” Noelle remembered, “Fragment had to have gone to see Twilight to even get near it. I hope she’s okay. I better call her first and see…”

Noelle activated her orb, and Twilight immediately picked up.

“NOELLE!” Twilight yelled, startling the water mage and causing her to nearly drop the devicenad fall on her butt. “WHAT’S GOING ON OVER THERE?! ARE YOU OKAY?! IS ASTA OKAY!?!”

“Calm down, Twilight. He’s better than fine,” Noelle rubbed her ear and standing up and dusted off her skirt, “I was calling to see if you were okay?”

“I’m fine,” Twilight placed her hand over her chest, “I was out on a mission and got back a second ago. There was an assault on the Blue Rose headquarters. A guy in a mask and robes broke in and stole my Element. I can only guess it was Fragment. Nothing else was taken, and for the most part, he one-shotted everyone who was here with just enough power to knock everyone unconscious to stop them from coming at him.”

“Yeah. It was that evil bastard,” Noelle scowled, “He used it on one of the Eye’s top brass, the girl named Fana, who was that pony from your world called Sunset. Turned the poor girl into a demon or corrupted spirit of some sort. We beat her, and Asta got the stone back. He has it in his grimoire right now.”

“That’s the safest place for it right now. I’ll meet you later for the details,” Twilight sighed, “I have duties here to take care of due to this.”

“Later then, at the cake shop in the center of the capital,” Noelle said, and Twilight nodded, before waving goodbye and cutting the feed. “At least she’s okay…” she then thought and looked down and placed her hands on her chest, and a vein popped out of her forehead. “Mmmmm…Did she get bigger? Her’s are even bigger than Mimosa’s…”

Rebecca's Room…

Asta woke up the next day, with Rebecca happily hanging on his arm. The two had a very spicily eventful night. Rebecca had talked over what she’d wanted to do with Noelle the previous day, and they both agreed that it was okay to play around in bed. None of them would actually go as far as to engage in the act, at least until everyone’s thoughts and feelings had been resolved and dealt with.

Rebecca opened her eyes slightly and looked at Asta. “Morning,” she smiled.

“Morning indeed,” he gave a big smile back. “Wanna bathe?”

“If you feel like sharing,” Rebecca's face went flush.

“I don’t see why not,” Asta chuckled, “I can’t stay for long though. I… plan on trying to see Mimosa.”

“I won’t stop you. It really needs to happen,” Rebecca sat up and stretched while holding her black to her chest. “Let’s get in there, shall we?”

Asta's whole face went beet red this time.

Later…

Asta looked at the map in his hand as he scratched his head.

“You should just charge in,” Liebe said.

“I went through the trouble of contacting Yuno, and I really don’t want to cause any more trouble than necessary right now, so no,” Asta groaned.

“Lost?” came a familiar voice.

“Yes, I’m lost!” Asta turned and yelled at Yuno. “YOUR DAMN DIRECTIONS ARE FUCKING HORRIBLE, AND YOUR MAP IS UNREADABLE!” he pointed at his brother then to the map he sent him, and back at Yuno.

“HEY, YOU TAKE THAT BACK, SHORT STACK!” Bell yelled back, “My Yuno’s handwritten directions and map were painstakingly and pristinely written out, just for you! So, you better get on your hands and knees and thank him and beg for forgiveness.”

Asta just gave a flat stone face look at the fairy.

“That was on purpose, so I could come meet you,” Yuno said with a knowing smirk.

Asta threw the map in his face.

“HEY, YOU-”

“I know,” Asta sighed, as he encased the fairy in a transparent bubble of dark magic, “But I still let it get to me.”

“Nice trick. It was only fair, seeing as you’ve put one of my comrades through a good bit of emotional turmoil,” Yuno said, as he used his wind magic to shred the paper to bits. “I see you’ve got your arms back, and it looks like you’ve also gotten stronger again,” he said, as he looked at Asta’s overall appearance.

“She’s the reason I asked for the details on how to get to your base,” Asta crossed his arms.

“Can you teach me how to do that?” Yuno asked, as he pointed to the ball containing the fairy, who was using a good bit of foul language at Asta right now.

“It's just a simple ball spell. It's not even really a spell, just a bit of magic power in the shape of a ball that cancels out sound,” Asta shrugged, “You can do it, too.”

“I guess the sound canceling is unique to your dark magic then,” Yuno bent over, as he examined the now pouting fairy, who was looking at him with pleading eyes, “Let her out, please?”

“I will put her back in it if she decides to try and mouth off to me again,” Asta forewarned, as he released the spirit.

“Let’s go,” Yuno said, as he hopped on his broom, and Asta followed on his Slayer.

Golden Dawn Base…

Captain William Vangeance was in his office, attending to various paperwork, when a sudden rumble caught his attention.

“My, it sure is lively today,” he smiled as he looked up to his vice-captain, “Don’t you think so, Langris?”

“It is rather noisy, Captain Vangeance,” Langris said with a cocky tone, “It’s probably that commoner, practicing whatever vulgar spells are stashed inside that alleged four-leaf grimoire.”

“I believe I’ve told you not to call Yuno that, Langris,” William smiled with deadly kindness. “He’s our star, after all. I really wished I’d gotten all three of them,” he turned his chair and interlaced his fingers.

“Please forgive my rudeness towards you, sir,” Langris bowed and then thought for a moment, “Three, sir? What do you mean?”

“Surely, you heard the rumors of the trio of four-leaf grimoire holders by now? It's been a year since they took the knight exams,” William motioned with his hand.

“I've never put stock in rumors, sir,” Langris gave a cocky chuckle, “And again, I’m sorry, sir, but three four-leaf bearers, and two of them turned you down.”

“Yes,” Willam let out a slightly amused chuckle. “One went to the Blue Rose, and the last went to the Black Bulls,” that touched a nerve, causing Langris to ball his fist. “He was a true enigma. Two grimoires and a dual attribute magic user, with a third unknown power. He’s the one I really wanted.”

Langris was now floored when another rumble shook the base.

“And based on the shaking, he can handle a powerhouse like our Yuno with ease, without even relying on his magic power at all,” Vangeance smirked as he looked at Langris. “I extended the offer to leave the Bulls and join us when I came across him and Yuno earlier in the lobby, and he flat-out turned me down, saying that his friends were more important than a spot in the top squad. Yami certainly has an eye for character. I’d expect nothing less from one of his top knights,” he stood up and looked out the window with his arms behind his back. “You’re dismissed, Langris. I’ll send for you if I have something else.”

“Yes, sir,” Langris said, as he returned to his normal mocking state before leaving.

“Soon, I will be able to fade… Patolli…” William, said as he removed his mask, while his hair started to grow out, and his scar faded.

Training Area…

“I thought he was supposed to be injured,” Klaus huffed, “And how is he able to do these feats of strength without magic?!”

A rock flew past his head, as Yuno landed with his arms crossed in front of his face and a smoldering patch from a hard impart. The kid mage lowers his arms to reveal a proud smirk.

“Moreover, how can you take a hit like that?” Klaus asked, perplexed.

“You’re the one who wanted to test your physical prowess alongside us, and that last hit was nothing,” Yuno shook off the punch he took from Asta, “Asta and I used to fight like this back home all the time. He taught me to never solely rely on magic. I keep my physical strength as a hidden trump card.”

“That explains your oddly physically oriented workout routines,” Klaus said as he and Yuno jumped apart, as Asta came crashing down from above, sending rubble firing everywhere, “And if you've been fighting with that beast on a regular basis since childhood, that explains your stamina, endurance, and pain tolerance. But still-“

Asta rocketed out of the dust cloud, and his hands shot forward and connected hard with Klaus. He felt the blow from the impact, but was then sent flying by what felt like a second hit, yet, Asta’s arm never left his gut.

Klaus was coughing, doing his best not to puke.

“How can you fight like this without magic?” Klaus held his stomach, as Asta dodged a strike from Yuno and sent him across the room next to Klaus with a kick.

“A thoroughly trained body built from the ground up and honed through constant training is more than a match in terms of overall might for any spell,” Asta smirked, “I can see you’ve done your own physical conditioning, too, Klaus. I have to say, I’m impressed you were able to come this far in just a year of dedicated basic physical training.”

“You have Yuno to thank for that,” Klaus proudly smirked, “But tell me, you're still holding back, aren't you?”

“Yes,” Asta nodded, “My body was strengthened by the Witch Queen when she removed my curse. I can make myself stronger by controlling the flow of my blood through breathing techniques from my homeland. By making my blood pump faster, I get more oxygen into my body and muscles, making me stronger and faster, but I can also reverse it and slow it if need be, say if I’m poisoned,” Klaus’s eyes widened, “If you’d wanted to fight me before the curse, you’d stand a better chance, but with my now re-strengthened body, if I were to use those techniques, you’d both need to use mana skin to keep yourselves from getting seriously hurt, let alone match me in speed.”

“Mana skin?” Yuno asked, out of confusion.

“It’s a high-level mana control technique, where you cover your body in a layer of compressed magic to overall strengthen your body or spells you cast directly on yourself,” Klaus explained, “For a wind mage like yourself, it would be a great benefit to learn, as it would open the door to using mana zone. It’s a similar technique, but instead of casting on your body, you cast it on the area around yourself.”

He looked at Asta. “But, if you're familiar with it already, I bet you can already use both,” he smirked.

“It is a similar technique to when I cover myself in Anti-magic, so yeah. I never really use it though, as my light magic makes me too fast to use any of my major damage-dealing martial arts, but the dark magic is a bit too effective with the power output,” Asta shrugged, “An area of effect is more my style, so I’ve been focusing on mana zone, or at least, I will. Thanks for the spar, guys, but I need to find my girl, to have a much-needed talk.”

Asta waved as he left.

“Hey, Yuno,” Klaus looked to his junior, “Asta used some sort of delayed technique on me. You have an idea what it was?”

“So, that’s why you went back after the blow,” Yuno thought about the technique and then held up his hand. “It's a pretty simple move to perform actually,” he explained, holding up his hand and curling his fingers and thumb over, keeping them from touching his palm, and walked over to the rock Asta tossed earlier. “The trick is like a double impact, or double tap, according to Asta’s wording. You attack with the knuckles of your fingers first,” he explained and stuck the stone with a good bit of force, enough to slightly crack it. “Then, with a quick motion,” he forced his palm forward and shattered the rock to rubble, “apply the rest of the strike with the palm. It’s not a move you can do again and again, due to the stress it puts on your knuckles. I can do this a couple more times on stone, but it was a move originally meant to be used on flesh. The move is meant more as a staggering effect while giving a little bit of distance. Asta can use it to a much greater effect, due to his training and overall physical build, not to mention his specialized body strengthening.”

“You mean the breathing stuff,” Klaus looked at his hand and replicated Yuno’s form.

“No,” Yuno showed his senior again, “I mean he has a defensive body technique to harden his skin to be on par with iron.”

“I can only imagine the kind of training he had to go through to get such an ability,” Klaus said, as he did his best to mimic Yuno, but only wound up with an injured hand. “Lord of all magic…. that kid is something else…” he said while looking at his hand.

Elsewhere in the base…

Mimosa walked along with a bit of a smile on her face. She’d heard from Yuno earlier today that he was going to get Asta and bring him to the base. Judging from all the shaking that she’d been feeling, Mimosa could only guess that Yuno had taken her boyfriend to the training area for a much-wanted sparring session.

Honestly, she’d wanted to talk to Asta not long after she spoke with Yuno a few days ago, but when she found out from Noelle he’d disappeared from the base, only to end up in Rebecca’s town, she figured he’d gone to speak with the redheaded girl. She was then worried beyond all belief when she heard that he went out and took down an entire slave ring in his injured state and ended up drastically pushing his body to the point he was in severe pain. She couldn’t get away to treat him, due to being dispatched on an assignment related to the Eye of the Midnight Sun moving a large group of its forces across the borders in the wilds. Once she got back, he’d already left for the Forest of Witches with Noelle, Finral, and three other old acquaintances.

“I haven’t heard any shaking in the last few seconds,” Mimosa giggled, “It looks like I can talk to him now.”

She kept thinking her own thoughts and didn’t pay attention to her surroundings, causing her to run smack into Langris. The two mages were knocked on their butts, while papers scattered around them.

“Which one of you-” Langris growled as he looked around until he spotted Mimosa rubbing her head.

“I’m so sorry, Vice-Captain!” Mimosa panicked, “I wasn’t paying attention. Let me help!”

“Thank you, Mimosa,” Langris gave his best mock smile. “Always so helpful,” he remarked as they cleaned up the papers.

“I think that’s all of them,” Mimosa gave a warm smile as she handed Langris the last of the papers.

“It appears so,” Langris looked over the papers. “How about, to make up for it, you join me for dinner?” he smiled.

“Sorry, but I can’t,” Mimosa said, as she got the creeps from him just standing there.

“And why’s that?” Langris moved closer, thinking if he could land this catch of a woman, he’d be set.

“I have plans with my boyfriend,” Mimosa gave a smile, causing Langris to freeze.

“I’m sure he’ll understand,” Langris decided to push on, “Just tell him-”

He was immediately cut off with a fist to his face that sent him sailing across the hall.

“Best not to hit on my girl when I’m even in the same building, lest you want a dislocated jaw and several missing teeth,” Asta remarked as he cracked his knuckles before he flicked his wrist to get Langris’s blood off his hand.

“You insolent piece of filth!” Langris fumed as he activated his magic, “Do you have any IDEA WHO I AM?! I’M THE GREAT AND POWERFUL LANGRIS! THE VICE CAPTAIN OF THE GOLDEN DAWN, AND I WILL MAKE YOU PAY!”

“I know exactly who you are. You’re Finral’s little brother,” Asta crossed his arms, as Langris froze as thoughts flooded his mind. “I’m Asta, Mimosa’s boyfriend and protector when needed,” He blurred out of sight, and Langris couldn’t react as Asta held him up by the neck of his clothing and pinned him to the wall. “You can’t activate your magic as long as I’m right here,” he said as he pulled back and slammed the vice-captain into the wall. “If you ever try and pull a stunt like that again, I will end your pathetic excuse of a very short career as a magic knight for the foreseeable future,” he warned with a cold ominous look on his face while looking Langris right in the eyes, before he dropped the man on the floor, shaking in fear and reeking of piss.

“Sorry about that, Mimosa,” Asta scoffed at the boy cowering in front of him.

“Did you really have to go this far?” Mimosa asked with worry.

“I…” Asta looked back at her, and then at Langris, before letting out a harsh sigh. “I could’ve done better…”

“As long as you learn to control your anger better next time, I’ll let it slide,” she held her head, “You really scare me sometimes when you act like that. We really need to talk.”

“I know. That’s mostly why I’m here, 'cause ah… ya know…” he rubbed the back of his neck, while trying to avert his eyes. “I also really wanted to see you… and dinner is on me,” Asta smiled awkwardly.

Mimosa couldn’t help but laugh. “Sure,” she smiled. “I wanted to discuss us moving forward and what I decided, but I wanted to see you, too..” the couple walked off, leaving Langris alone.

“What a sight, and to come from a commoner, no less,” William commented as he’d watched from his office, before he came along. “I did try and warn you about him,” he looked at Langris with a fake smile. “It's just a rumor I heard from the other captains, but apparently, he was able to fight on par with three fresh captains and Yami while just having fought the third eye’s elite before. He was winning.”

Langris's eyes shrank, and then, he gritted his teeth, enraged.

“You’ll get your chance, Langris, in a couple of months,” William said, walking away. “Until then, hold onto that feeling and use it to grow stronger…” he said with dark joy, as his hair started to lengthen once more ever so slightly.

Restaurant in the Capital’s Middle Ring…

Mimosa was a little more than surprised at the fact that Asta took her to a more high-class restaurant. He usually opted for the smaller ones, where she was rarely known, so people would leave her alone, and so she didn’t depend on her reputation as a nobleman.

“Asta, how did you get us in here?” she whispered.

“I’ve made a fair share of knives for the chefs that work at a number of these places, back when I worked for the old man,” Asta shrugged, “It netted me quite a few connections with the upper crusts, in case the magic knight route wasn’t viable.”

“But you knew you’d be a magic knight from the start,” Mimosa pointed out.

“Actually, I didn’t,” Asta rebuked, “I knew it was a good possibility, but there’s always the chance that I didn’t get it. It’s like when I got my grimoire, well, my second grimoire.”

“You mean the light and dark magic one,” Mimosa pointed out, while Asta nodded.

“Certain factors can change, even the smallest things can have the greatest outcomes,” Asta explained, “I’m not the original Asta from this world. I’m merely filling his role. Normally, I’d have grown up with Yuno in that orphanage, if I was. Instead, I came in around when he was seven years old, when Asta would have had an influence on a life-altering decision Yuno made. I also gained my own grimoire.”

“But you already had one? I don’t understand how you got a second one,” Mimosa thought.

“There is a good explanation for that, too,” Asta waved a fork around, “My black grimoire was actually an item I bought, or won in my case, from a merchant called the Gambler. Merchants are the ones who send people across the multiverse to their respective Equestria or version of reality. I got it when I became Asta, or took on most of his visage. You’d actually say we more or less fused into one being, with my personality being prominent. Still, the black grimoire didn't choose me, so it wasn’t actually mine. More or less as an extension of who I am now, since I did undergo the ceremony and have magic, unlike the original Asta, I gained the grimoire.”

“When you explain it like that, it does make sense,” Mimosa thought a bit on it, but the concept just got to the point now she was getting a headache, “Do all displaced’s girlfriends have to deal with the confusion?”

“I imagine so,” Asta shrugged, “Though Twilight is really the only one who’s shown any real interest in how we get our powers, and that still confuses her to the point she has a nervous breakdown every time she tries.”

Mimosa giggled at that, “Asta… I’ve decided to stay in this world for now, but I still want to be with you… I hope you can wait a little while.”

“I figured you say something along those lines,” Asta gave a soft smile, “And I really do understand. You have things you need to do here, responsibilities. It’s the exact same reason why I have to go back home. I have a nation that needs me, but most of all… I have my girls and my daughter… But I can wait for you and when that time comes I;ll be right there."

“To think you have a daughter at your age,” Mimosa shuddered a little as she quickly changed the subject.

“You know how old I really am!” Asta exclaimed then cleared his throat, “I’m over a hundred years old, well, technically, but due to my soul reaper abilities greatly extending my life and my bond with Ymir stopping my aging, I have near immortality.”

“What does the soul reaper and bond have to do with it?” Mimosa asked out of curiosity, “You never really explained that.”

“I guess you’ll need to know,” Asta sighed with a bit of reserve, “My soul reaper abilities ensure I can live well past a thousand years old, even if my physical body is destroyed, while still retaining my power. I’d still age, but it’d be extremely slowly.”

“I think I can understand this,” Mimosa pondered, “Your soul can only be damaged by spiritual weapons or the like. This ensures that if your physical form is destroyed in some way, you continue to exist, if only on the spiritual plan, but you’d still be alive. And with your natural abilities to use your zanpakuto on the physical plane, your soul is more in sync than most, allowing your aging to come to a near halt.”

Asta stared a little bit, “Uh… yeah…”

“But, how does the dragon bond play into it?” she tapped her chin.

“The dragon bond is the key factor in the immortality part,” Asta pulled his glove off his left hand, “As long as my partner continues to live, I won’t age. Dragons and their riders are linked. If the rider dies the source of the injury causes the dragon to dies too, but if the dragon dies as the source of the injury then the rider lives. The rider still retains some form of the magic from the bond as well but the reason why the rider lives in this situation is beyond me. The saying for the dragon goes something like better we dragon then our riders.”

“So, as long as your partner continues to live, so will you,” Mimosa thought, “I guess it makes sense, as dragons don’t really have a determined lifespan. Even if they grow old, they’ll continue to live, but will die eventually. But, does the magic you two share also help with the prolonged life, and how do the soul reaper powers affect your partner?”

“I think so, but I honestly have no clue,” Asta shrugged, “And yes, she is affected. Our life forces are linked, so even if she loses her physical form, like me, she will live on.”

“You realize you could rule your kingdom for all eternity, right?” Mimosa pointed out.

“I thought about that a long time ago, and I really have no wish to continue being a king forever,” Asta leaned back, “I’ll lead for a time, but I do plan on leaving the kingdom to my children eventually.”

Mimosa’s face turned a little pink, “How many are you gonna want?”

“Honestly, I don’t know,” Asta stood up, “It’ll depend on you girls. I have one daughter already, due to not being careful in a passionate moment,” he said with a flushed face, “but I love her all the same.”

Mimosa hid her eyes and started to fidget a little.

“It’ll come in time,” Asta held out his hand, “I want you girls to come and be with me when you feel it's right. I have no idea what the future will be, but I do know you’ll all be by my side in time.”

Mimosa smiled and took his hand as music started to play and they headed to the dance floor to enjoy the long slow waltz until the song ended and the couple left and enjoyed the rest of their night.