"Ah...what should we say to the construction workers?" Zein stared at the house, which was scarred with gash and crack.
"That you'll give them more funds," Bassena shrugged. "Radia said workers won't question anything as long as you pay them enough."
It wasn't just the house, though. The estate, especially around the house and the lake, looked like there was a hurricane passing through--which wasn't wrong either. Bassena had tried his best to minimize damage, but the female esper's wind magic already wrecked the place before Zein summoned Bassena. It wasn't too apparent when it was still dark, but now that the sun was already up...
Zein sighed. Ah, his vacation house...
And then he blinked when he realized the growing attachment to the place. Ah, right...this was what it should feel like when owning a property.
