It's gonna be juicy here.

     Maritsa had been watching over Naoske for half an hour. After a few minutes after that he woke up, but still sick.

     Maritsa: You're awake!

     Naoske: Th-the hospital? This brings back painful but satisfying memories.

     Maritsa: You don't look so well. Is dark magic really that dangerous?

     Naoske: Yeah. I-I never got to really master it.

     Maritsa: Naoske, please. Tell me who you are and what happened to me. Are you really a prince? And how did I get powers?

     Naoske: Alright. I guess you got me beat, so I guess I do have to tell you. I really am a prince. Of course my siblings only had one element while I had four. Ever since my parents discovered that, it has been nothing but training and tests. They never considered what I wanted to do.

     Maritsa: What kind of parents are they? Now for my second question. How did I get powers?

     Naoske: Those were my sister's powers.

     Maritsa: Saaay whaaaaaat!?

     Naoske: My sister is dead now. Every time an assassin dies, their power gets passed onto someone else. Let it be human or assassin, that power has got to go somewhere.

     Maritsa: ...

     Naoske: Maritsa?

     Maritsa: So I have powers.

     Naoske: C- rank powers that need to be honed and trained to actually do actual damage.

      Maritsa: Alright then. I'm going to leave now.

     Naoske: Wait, I can't get up.

     Maritsa:You're going to stay in the hospital until you recover.

     Before Maritsa left, she blushed and kissed him.

      Naoske: ... Whaaaaaat!!! I'm not gonna stay in this prison cell! And what does that kiss mean!? Come back Maritsa! I got questions!

TOLD YA IT WAS GONNA BE JUICY! Although Naoske is as dense as ever. Seriously!? He didn't know what that kiss meant? Although I was the one that created him...