Barbara's body glowed with admiration and passion, like she was covered with hot steam, her cheeks turned hot pink, she swayed slightly as if she was dizzy from it all, but Barbara's eyes were wide open and clear and focused on nothing but the figure in the pictures she took during the fight. "Oh... Oh…Yomite-sama… you are just… Gorgeous… You have the most beautiful skin… Oh… I don't know how you keep this body so manly…your face so handsome and exotic...…your back is firm and perfect…"
Barbara released another little gasp at that point. It wasn't even partially obvious where her hand had been placed when it came out of her mouth before she continued, "Your chest and your stomach so strong and solid…your eye lashes look like they want to tickle my throat...yo—" Her voice had become much deeper and huskier, until it suddenly trailed off into silence when she noticed someone was standing behind her.
She twisted around immediately, peering up at the figure with a panic in her gaze.
"Barbara…?"
Yomite blinked.
"...."
"What are you doing here?" He asked again, looking down at her as she stood there completely frozen with her mouth hanging open.
"...Nothing… ah...vacation..." She replied back with that unnerving, pitch-perfect calmness of hers as she observed the injuries on his body.
There was definitely something else going on, though, something else hiding beneath her nonchalant tone and lack of expression.
Something lurking in the depths of her soul that made his eyes scan over her curiously.
"Yomite-sama...what a coincidence...uh…" She coughed nervously, shuffling her feet in the grass, biting on her bottom lip anxiously. "…Did you...hear?"
"Hear what?" He asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
"...About me…saying…" Barbara said at last, an unease settling heavily into her stomach, causing her skin to flush with heat.
Her gaze was like that of an ashamed maiden, being caught red handed in some forbidden act, yet her eyes were deranged with craze instead of shame or guilt, glaring deeply into Yomite's eyes with fevered desire.
"You didn't hear, did you?" Her lips quirked upward in a small smile, but her eyes closed tightly for a moment. She tilted her head, tapping her chin in thought with her index finger. "So? Which. Is. It?"
The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end as he watched her eyes trail over him. He gulped, staring back, looking into those frenzied pupils and seeing an overwhelming feeling of death being born within them, leaving no doubt he should get away from her as fast as possible, lest she devour him whole.
"A-Ah...ah...hear? I...No...I heard nothing. I only saw you here...as I was leaving...Yeah...it would be weird if I heard...Yeah...I mean...It was a pleasant surprise to see you again..."
Barbara let out a relieved sigh, then dropped her shoulders slightly, looking up shyly at him. "That's good...Th-that's great! That's wonderful! I'm completely fine! No worries!"
Yomite smiled back at her awkwardly, giving a nod as he released a quiet laugh before he stepped back, afraid to make a sudden movement.
He didn't want to talk about this subject any further as he wasn't good at lying, however, his gut feeling told him he should lie no matter what, or else he might be in big trouble.
(...My eye lashes look like they want to tickle her throat...You're scaring me, Barbs...both of the sisters are perverts, but you are way too much for me to handle...)
He only saw a figure of someone in the distance by chance and followed it, he didn't know he would meet Barbara here.
The worst part was that he heard pretty much everything she said and just like he thought, she was a Yandere or a die-hard fan of some sort...
A younger girl with that kind of obsession?
For someone like her to possess such an attachment to him...well...not that it wasn't the case that he was gorgeous and absolutely amazingly wonderfully charming person, but at the same time, he doubted he would cause her that kind of passion.
If anything, he could understand her attraction for him because of how he saved her life, and who knew, maybe he had already succeeded at winning her heart that way, but it still caused an uneasy pit in his stomach...
The lovely nun of Mondstadt very much changed in a short period of time...into this fanatic...
Barbara seemed to ignore his own nerves entirely, proceeding to take quick steps towards him without any hesitation, all the while talking out loud, still maintaining the same indifferent tone of voice despite the rather odd behavior: "I am so glad I met you!"
"S-Say...did you come.... alone?" He inquired.
Barbara looked away first after nodding, scratching her arm self consciously as she stepped closer to him, hugging him around his waist, pressing herself up against his side softly.
"Yes, I'm alone. I was afraid because I lost my way through the woods but I'm glad I found you!" Her voice sounded incredibly sincere, yet he knew that behind those blue orbs of hers were only lies.
(She was most likely following us the entire time from Mondstadt... I'm not really sure what to do with her...Is it better to just leave her here and let her stalk, or to bring her with me into our group? The last thing I should probably do is to talk with her about it...Maybe...that date I promised would do the trick??? Or maybe it will be even worse after that...)
Barbara seemed to have read his mind, probably noticing the twinkle in his eye when thinking about the issue.
"Ooh, poor thing! You're injured, here, let me heal you in the name of Barbatos." Her hand brushed his shoulder, lifting the hem of his shirt before placing it on his wound gently.
