Sworn by the Sword - Vocaloid 神威がくぽx巡音ルカ

💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 Torches were lit one by one on the open ground outside the camp, casting the low, shifting shadows of weary soldiers. Luka finished her last round of the sentry posts and allowed herself to stop beside a broken stone post. Gakupo was already standing there, though she had not seen him arrive, his back to her, both hands still gripping his sword, its tip angled toward the ground. Neither spoke. They simply leaned back at the same moment. The instant their backs touched, both let out a long, quiet breath. "...Finally," Luka murmured. "Mm." It was the posture they had grown most used to after a battle. No need to turn around, no need to meet each other's eyes. Feeling that the other was still there was enough. "Have the scouts reported?" she asked. "All three rounds are out. Nothing stirring within twenty li to the east." Gakupo paused. "But I've posted a fourth group behind the camp." "You sent an extra group?" "Just in case."