Constant Variable (Senku x Reader)

7: Where Two Million Years Have Gone

"Urgh..." Senku let out a painful groan. "You're heavy, (Name). Get off me this instant."

"Sorry," You moaned and rolled off the male, your head spinning that you missed his indirect comment of being called fat.

Glancing over her shoulders at the duo still lying on the ground, Kohaku spoke up with a small smile. "Look, Senku, (Name). There it is."

You lifted your head and (e/c) orbs followed the blonde's gaze which widened upon seeing the sight up ahead. You got up from the ground, followed by Senku, and headed towards where Kohaku was standing at the edge of the cliff; blue eyes fixated on the village below.

"Wow..." You breathed out in awe; taking in the scene of two islands, connected by wooden bridges, filled with numerous huts.

Senku's mouth gaped open as he, too, stared at the village in amazement while Kohaku piped up from beside him. "Welcome to my village."

"How many people do you have here?" The scientist questioned; his voice coloured in disbelief.

"I don't remember how many retirees and children there are, but aside from them, I think there are exactly forty," Kohaku answered.

"Forty..." Senku murmured, his brows furrowing in contemplation.

You gazed at the villagers going about their activities and instantly noticed something odd about them. Cupping both hands around your eyes to block out the sunlight to have a better look, you commented, "Erm, is it just me or does almost everyone in the village seem to have either blonde hair or blue eyes like Kohaku? Those features aren't common to Japanese people."

The scientist squinted his eyes to get a better look as well before seemingly coming to a conclusion. "This means there must have been a first generation."

(E/C) eyes swept over to Senku and with furrowed brows, you asked, "So, they aren't revived from the petrification?"

The corners of his lips pulled down into a thoughtful frown. "Most likely not."

Your gaze slid back towards the village bustling with life once more, mumbling to yourself. "Then where did they come from?"

For the first time since you had ever known Senku, who was always so confident in himself, sounding unsure as he replied, "I don't know, (Name). I really don't know."

***

As both you and Senku arrived at the main bridge leading into the village, you noticed movements out of the corners of your eyes. Just as you turned your head to see what it was, two shadowy figures leapt out of nowhere.

(E/C) orbs widened in shock at the sudden attack, your body freezing at the sight of spears, their sharp ends glinting in the sun. However, before either of the weapons could touch even a single hair on your head, Kohaku had jumped in and parried the attacks with her own daggers.

She threw a stern glare over her shoulders at the startled duo. "Don't be violent, Kinro, Ginro. This man and woman saved my life."

You let out a gasp of air, not realizing you had stopped breathing as your heart continued to pound away in your ears at what just happened. Senku, on the other hand, wasn't as fazed by the unexpected attack as you were and simply stared at the pair with raised brows.

"You can't do that, Kohaku-chan." The blond one whom you guessed was named Ginro smiled softly. "That's not good. Outsiders aren't allowed here. That's a rule. The chief's going to be angry with you."

"It's a simple fact." The brunette whose name was Kinro spoke up. "The rules are the rules."

"There are no people outside the village." Ginro continued. "All those outside are criminals who were banished before."