The next morning, Thrasher woke up sore, with the taste of breakfast on his mouth.
"Brother! I cooked for you! Good job on not dying yesterday!" Pell's voice traveled with the smell of eggs, and quite a lot of other smells that he couldn't quite recognize. Immediately, he wondered what kind of fruits and vegetables his master gave her to cook.
His master had been making him eat weird and rare foods at his father's expense since his birthday. Now, after going down the stairs, he discovered Pell smiling wickedly as she took off the apron.
'Oh no! That smile… master must have found something…'
Pell giggled before she placed down four plates with coverings on them.
"Heh, yes, brother! I know I'm the greatest!"
"Yes, you're really the best sister…" Corey smiled as he began worrying internally. There were a few times he had bad reactions to some of the exotic plants. His master assured him being sick was just part of the cleansing process, but with his sister's eyes avoiding his gaze, he gulped lifting up the platter.
"Ah… another mysterious egg! Did you really have to Pell?"
Pell giggled as she began eating Corey's planned breakfast. The delivery man dropped this off yesterday for him, and now his sister was singing while eating it.
"Yes! Master told me if you didn't eat this, he'd come back and increase your morning routine!"
"Hah, well… may your brother live a long life!"
Thrasher began eating the first platter with the large, spotted egg on it. After cracking it, he noticed nothing wrong and began once again adoring his sister. This astonishing feeling lasted till the fourth tray when he discovered a large chunk of smelly meat.
"Uhm, my dearest sister… is this to eat?"
"Yes, of course!" Pell finished the last of his hash rings, and then began dipping his fried vegetables in sauce.
Part of Thrasher wanted to cry, but instead of crying he ate the smelly meat. With tears rolling down his eyes, he could only once again praise his sister.
"You really are the best Pell! This smelly food is really good! It's a shame you won't have to eat this stuff until you're eighteen." Although this was the case, Pell already made preparations to flee the country when she turned eighteen.
Their master started training their bodies first, and then trained them internally through various hard to find foods.
"Yes… that's only if he finds me…" Pell giggled and then finished his food.
Corey gulped down the last of the mystery meat, and sighed glad it was over. However, then he noticed a set of boxes he'd been waiting for and pat his sister on the head.
"You really are the dearest sister, thank you for breakfast!"
"Yeah, just don't run away from it tomorrow, okay?" Pell watched him with one eye open making sure he didn't bolt for the door. Instead of running, though, he opened the five large boxes from Salvation Studious, and set up five new docking stations.
Pell, being a little bit curious, could only wonder where her box was, and soon the bell rang.
"I'll get it brother!" Pell giggled and ran to the door.
The delivery man came back with a huge smile on his face from his last tip, and graciously dropped off another box from Salvation Studious.
He dragged the box into the center of the room before Thrasher plugged in the last piece of equipment.
Soon, though, his sister set up her own docking station, and received her own card from Salvation Studious.
Corey could only walk up to his sister, and curiously ask her what this was about.
"Oh… well, I decided to play this game with you!"
Corey smiled at her in disbelief. "You mean… you really want to play <
"Yup, and you love me, so you'll invite me to your crew!"
"Fine…"
Corey handed her one of the starter packs he made for new recruits to the Soloists. He had quite a lot of plan for his workshop, and then the bell rang again.
With a smile on his face, he nimbly hopped over to the door. Purple Monarch, Elegant Hammer, and Dream Knight walked in. However, he could see his master waving at him from the building across the street.
Quite happily, he had them walk into the building, and set down their stuff quickly closing the door.
Each of them were immediately gawking at the space they saw.
"Omg… you're not only rich Guild head! You've got your own building!" Purple Monarch screamed in excitement.
"And… you want us to live here?" Dream Knight giggled dropping her small rather impoverished bag. She made it through life on scholarships, and only saw dream buildings like this in movies.
"Eh, it's really not bad… I think my dad doesn't want it."
Elegant Hammer smiled and squeezed Purple Monarchs hand. In her head she couldn't help but thinking, 'If I ever say anything to cause this man trouble again, I will never forgive myself!"
Thrasher nodded his head about Dream Knights question, and guided them to the round table. His sister, on the other hand, was already logging herself in after reading his manual.
"Well… go find a room guys, and we'll start playing in two hours! However, if you have any morning routines feel free to do them before that time."
Thrasher waited downstairs for roughly one hour, doing his morning training, and then Dream Knight walked down the stairs as he landed on the ground. She nearly tripped before Purple Monarch roared uproariously.
"Wow, guild-head! You're dad must be an all-star!"
Thrasher didn't even know how to begin to describe his dad. "Uhm, yes… he's quite a g-g-good man…" After fighting to get those words out of his mouth, Elegant Hammer, Dream Knight, and Purple Monarch joined him at the table.
Thrasher handed them out the same binder he gave to his sister and welcomed them to the soloist workshop.
"Now shall we play the game?"