All-day Casey worked cleaning a mansion that was probably the size of a football stadium. American classic style mansion with complete facilities in it, such as gym, cinema, basement, library as well as a study room and so on. Casey really circled all the rooms in the residence of the four masters, except for their private room which not just anyone could enter. Casey was constantly amazed at being able to see it with his own eyes. Although very tired, Casey began to enjoy her work.
Soon the clock will show 5 o'clock in the afternoon. All the work has been done. Casey plopped down on the chair. Her body felt sore all over the area. She couldn't imagine it would continue like this until he could return to the real world.
"Tired, huh?" Asylin approached Casey while giving her cold drinking water.
"Not bad. Thank you, Asylin." Casey accepted the water and immediately gulped it down until there was not a drop left.
"Aren't you going to study with Master Eric tonight? Get ready, don't make the master wait too long," Asylin message.
"Oh, you're right! I almost forgot! Then I'm going back to my room, okay?" Casey said goodbye. She put the glass on the table and then ran into the room.
"Don't run!" Asylin exclaimed. Casey immediately stopped running and was replaced with a fast walk. Asylin just shook her head, looking at her.
Cluck!
Casey closed the door and locked it. She lay back on the bed, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.
It felt like time was moving so slowly.
She couldn't be lazy like she was in the real world. Her life is inversely 180°. Casey got up from her brief sleep and reached for Gwen's diary. She had to put today's story into the book.
"Should I just write it later, huh? After studying together with Eric?" Casey muttered.
After much thought, she finally put the lilac-colored book with a camera-shaped sticker back into the drawer. Decided to just write later tonight.
Her cheeks flushed red when Casey thought she would be alone with Eric. Especially considering what happened this morning, wouldn't it be very awkward? What if later, when she didn't understand a thing or two, and Eric taught her, it seemed she would focus on Eric's face instead of the lesson. The thought that they would be so close and Casey could feel his warm breath and then-
Casey slapped her cheek hard, neutralizing her thoughts of too much wild imagination.
"Come on, Casey, you've gone too crazy. Better take a shower!" Casey grabbed her towel and sprinted to the bathroom.
"Casey, you must smell so good this time!" Casey exclaimed in a monologue in the bathroom.
***
Seven o'clock at night.
Casey was ready to meet Eric. She's checked everything. The smell of her body, the mane of her hair that she has arranged as best she can, pencils and books she has also prepared. Even though she felt that the clothes she was wearing were not what she expected. She'd been rummaging through Gwen's clothes for over half an hour, and according to her, there was still nothing interesting to wear.
Casey should have remembered that Gwen was just a girl from a poor family and was now alone.
Finally, Casey chose what she thought was decent from all the clothes the heroine had. She also mixes and matches a little to make it look more attractive. Dress with a pink floral motif and then she combined it with a thin white cardigan to add a sweet impression there.
Casey had been just swaying his body in front of the mirror, even asking the mirror-like a magician in princess snow white.
"Oh mirror, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?"
Casey was already crazy.
"Why do I feel like I want to date, huh?" Casey muttered. After thinking about how much her effort was, Casey immediately banged her head against the mirror slowly. "Turns out I overdid it. What if Eric thinks I'm really weird?"
Knock, knock!
Casey immediately turned to the source of the voice, but still refused to approach him.
"Gwen?"
"Eric?" Casey muttered under her breath. She began to venture to the door and opened it.
There appears to be a man with a height of 6'0'' in casual clothes. A black flannel shirt with sleeves rolled up to the elbows, short cream-colored jeans, and an expensive masculine scent that not just anyone has. Casey couldn't help but stare at the beautiful work of God in front of her.
"Hi?" said Eric, with his trademark smile.
"O-oh, good night, Master Eric. I shouldn't have brought Master all the way here. I'm sorry, Master," Casey begged, bowing her head slightly low.
"No, no! I forgot to tell you the exact time. I'm sorry."
Casey smiled faintly, but in her heart, he was already screaming with joy. "It's all right, Master."
"Then we can just go to the location. Let's go," said Eric. Casey followed the man's footsteps from behind. Looking at that sturdy back, broad shoulders. It is definitely Eric, who was loved by all the women on campus.
They didn't leave the mansion, Eric took her to the library to pick up some books they needed and then to the study room, which was already doubled as the library.
The library is vast and complete with a diverse collection of books. Books that are neatly arranged and have absolutely no stains or dust on them indicate that the books are always well cared for. The scent of the book immediately burst into Casey's nostrils. In the room, there is also an automatic coffee machine, whose purpose is that if they feel thirsty or sleepy, they can make it right away without having to go far to the kitchen.
In fact, she had never really felt at home in a room full of books like this. However, in order to win Eric's heart, Casey must fight for anything.
Eric placed the towering pile of books on the table. Casey just blinked his eyes many times. Did he have to study the books for one night?
"Are you ready?" Eric asked as he moved his chair forward to make it as comfortable as possible.
Casey gulped her saliva and nodded hesitantly.
"Oh, wait a minute. I guess before that, I should get to know you better."
"Eh?"
Eric's hazel eyes looked directly at Casey's. The gaze was so intense that it felt like Casey could be hypnotized by the man in front of her. She wanted to avert her eyes somewhere as long as she didn't meet Eric's eyes, but her little heart screamed reluctantly. As if enjoying the moment, she did with her young master.
Casey's heart almost jumped when the corners of the man's lips pulled upwards, revealing Eric's dazzling smile.
What exactly does Eric want to know about herself?