I'm still preparing for another work application and started living with this young lad named Amon. Who only answers the questions that he wants to answer. Maybe I can call him the cliffhanger boy since he is always leaving me hanging here knowing nothing.
"Amon, what would you like to eat for lunch?" I asked since he skipped breakfast this morning he might eat more on lunch.
"I don't usually eat human food," he said. "I'm made of metal and gold." He added.
"So what do you consume? At least tell me what you need" I said.
His beautiful deep dark navy blue eyes that is like the universe looked in my direction with coldness.
"Quit it," he said.
"Hm! Don't misunderstand. It means being nice and getting along. I don't hurt people unless it's self-defense." I said removing myself from his suspicion. I can't stand the idea that he seems to disagree with being here with me, suspecting. It is like being stuck here with him but it is someone else's work.
"I can't shake you off but I will find a way how. Also, I am not going to let this get in my mood it'll be a waste of time to let it bother me. So, can't we just get along" I said. Pulling out my elderly vibes who seek peacefulness instead of arguments.
He smirked.
"Quit being childish. I don't want to further stress myself since it will worsen my health condition." I started scolding him.
However it doesn't go the way I wanted it to happen.
We always end up quarreling because he was so lazy.
I told him that if he wanted to stay with me he needed to help me.
It always ends up in a long argument for 4 days in a row now and my body couldn't handle it anymore until suddenly collapsed and fainted.
The first thing I saw when I regain my consciousness was him having his pride and attitude written all over his face.
I was always calling out his name all the time but it seems like I am just wasting my energy, my time and my voice.
"Enough, please. Tell me if you are planning to end my life earlier by triggering me, so you can be free from me much sooner?" I said as I forced myself to stand up.
I need to put the laundry inside, it's starting to rain.
"You can worry about that tomorrow, take some rest now," he said. I think it would sound nice if it did not comes from him.
Then he disappeared like the dust of gold blown by the wind. I closed the lights and lay down to sleep. Dealing with his attitude is a little bit tough.
Hours passed that night, and I couldn't help myself but worry. I stood up and walked outside my room. It was still raining. I was surprised to see the laundry inside the house.
I started crying, holding back all the possible noise that I can produce by covering my mouth.
I couldn't help it. I don't have the strength to argue with him all the time and I hate it! What if there is something that I need to do but I am not able to stand up and do it? No one will do it for me. I have to! I have to! I hate this illness!
I fell asleep after I had this mental breakdown.
I don't know what time it is exactly but I woke up and felt like I was in a complete stupor state.
I am being carried in the arms of a man. I tried to look at his face but it was too dark.
It was hazy and I still feel drowsy so I fell asleep again unable to recognize who it was.
Who could it be? These arms are not the arms of a young lad but arms of a full-grown man.
I woke up this morning hearing the slight sound produced by the kitchen utensils. It seems that the one using it is handling it gently.
The smell of a foreign delicacy spread through the rooms of my apartment. I was still half awake when I realized that a brat couldn't have a 180-degree change of heart that fast. I rush into the kitchen seeing an unfamiliar form. Although, I think I saw that figure before.
'How does a stranger enter my apartment?' I thought.
"You're awake," Amon said while standing behind me. The one who was cooking in the kitchen also heard him. We both turn to see him.
"Uhm. Who is he?" I pointed asking him. It appears to be male even though he has a pretty long hair.
"Don't joke around, I know you recognized him" he said.
"What?" I said as I was convincing myself that I should get used to the unusual and spontaneous turnaround of things when I am with him.
I awkwardly greeted the man in the kitchen, he seemed warm and kind.
I pulled Amon away, asking for a little chat in the receiving area.
"Who is that? Why did you bring another stranger who looks like my favorite novel character" I said.
"He is. Your favorite novel character" he said. I think my sanity has been reaching its limit lately. Starting on the very first day that I saw this young man's face I grew to hate him day by day. Is this sort of a game? a fanfiction?
"I knew you are into fictional stories and I noticed that you are obsessed with this one. So I gave him to you. There you have it. You have a lover," he said.
"Have a.." I was so red due to embarrassment not because of the lover's idea but because he knew my secrets.
"H-how did you know?" I said stuttering. "I just appeared to you a week ago but I have been watching you ever since I got here," he said.
The level of my embarrassment reached a hundred and I hit him accidentally.
I got a little teary and I wanted to cry. This is the second time that this brat will made me cry.
"I hate you" I ran to my bedroom to sulk.
A few hours later, I was all covered inside my room when someone approached me and knocked on my door.
The man's voice was heard. "I brought you food. Can you open the door? I want to talk to you" he pleaded.
I open the door slightly to peeking at who might that be and it was him. I know that I shouldn't appear childish in front of anyone since I am already in my late 20s however Amon always finds his way to hit my nerve and cut all my patience away.
"I heard everything earlier," he said.
Of course, he would likely to hear it because my apartment is small.
"It is better if we can talk inside. Can I come in? Don't worry I won't do anything. I know that you are ill" he said knowing that he is a grown-up man.
I don't think that he is a pervert. If he is truly my favorite character he is a good man for sure. Also he already knows that I am sick. Perhaps, Amon already told him.
"I think you know who I am," he said.
I was surprised it seems that he doesn't know who he is. "I don't have any memories with me. All I know was, I was summoned here to serve you" he said.
"Wait, what?" I said.
This man is Oblivion, a fallen demon who serves the church and falls in love with a nun. One of the best characters that I always have a crush on. I mean for how many years now? I am infatuated by his character. However, The Evangelion Quest is a tragic story and he and his lover were meant to die together at the end. He is a very powerful demon who lays himself low and serves the female lead as her assistant and caretaker. They end up being codependent with each other. He is very kind, thoughtful, gentle, caring, enduring and patient despite being a demon in character.
Some of those characteristics somehow align with the traits of my deceased father that's why I became more fond of him and became my favorite male character among all the novels I've read.
"Don't misunderstand Master Amon, he summons me telling me that I am capable of assisting and serving you" he said.
He is indeed right.
Since Amon was not able to do the workload that I gave him he uses his resources to give me someone who can do it for me.
Yes, he is not a household tool he is something that far exceeds the normal. That brat.
I sighed.
"Well... Thank you for telling me this. You see Amon is lazy in all aspects not only in doing the chores but answering and explaining things. Also thank you for the meal and thanks also for transferring me last night. I bet you have difficulties because I'm a little heavy. Anyway, have you eaten? Let us dine together in the dining area. "I said to him smiling.
"Huh?" His reaction was confused.
"Pardon? But I arrived this morning," he said.
I was surprised by what he said.
Did Amon summon another being inside my apartment? I haven't seen that one yet or did I pick another item that has a hidden creature inside like Amon?
He kept calling me while I was deep in my thoughts.
Then we decided to get the food and proceed to the dining area and eat together.
"Do you remember your name at least?" I asked him.
He shook his head.
"You can freely give me a name since you are my master now," he said.
"Zeb... Zebediah that will be your name" I said.
Since it was the same name he has in the story. The one that the church gave him. His new name and not Oblivion which is his demon name.
"But Zeb. how will I pay you for your service?" I asked.
"You don't have to worr..." Zeb was abrupted.
"You don't have to worry about that. I'll be the one paying for his wages." Amon said reappearing again like a ghost.
Before he continues blabbering and changes the atmosphere into an annoying one. I stood up and approached this lad.
"What?" he asked facing me. I pat his head roughly like a little brother.
"Thank you," I said. He pulled away. "I'm sorry if I misunderstood you," I said smiling.
"That is not free at all. I also have a condition. One is for my stay here and the other one." He stopped. "I'll tell you when the time is right but for now. Let us all stay altogether" he said and disappeared again.
Sometimes the words that he was uttering would have sounded nice if it was not coming from him.
I'm grateful for the new companions I have. I guess, I don't need to return home to my mother anymore.