Although I can understand what Huanca is trying to communicate to me, the slight sensation I feel that I am being watched makes my heart beat a little faster than usual, the sound of my door creaks as I open it.
Inside I know Kamila is waiting for me, I can see her bright eyes slightly glowing in the dark, it's Kamila, standing next to my bed... The light from the one coming through the window barely illuminates half of her face, she smiles, her golden eyes focus on my body, she's rare.
I walk smoothly and fearlessly to my bed and lay down, ready to sleep but moving my hand lightly under the sheets to grab the paper Huanca gave me and hide it under my shirt.
I should somehow say something to her, like, perhaps, ask her why she stands like a doll next to my bed in complete darkness.
I'm honestly not interested in her motives, I just accepted her out of guilt... well, I always repeat that to myself.
Soon after I hear how Kamila lies down next to me, she embraces me, her breath feels comfortable, her touch soft and gentle, her body charming and seductive, the soft perfume she wears reaches my nostrils making me feel like I am in some kind of scented place.
I can't see her expression at the moment as I'm lying on my side with my back to Kamkila, but, I can say, almost certainly, that she is smiling
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The next day...
I open my eyes, a refreshing rest, as soon as I wake up I feel energetic enough, I can tell that it is a little warmer than I would like it to be even though it is raining, drops of water and thunderstorms can be seen through the decorated window, a cloudy day.
I can tell where the warmth is coming from, looking down a little I can see Kamila completely snuggled against my chest....
This has been repeated several days now, I don't understand the reason, I don't know why, Do I have some sleepwalking tendencies?, I don't think so, but, every morning I wake up hugging Kamila and she is snuggled against my chest, sleeping peacefully with a slow breathing, almost as slow as that of an animal in hibernation.
Her warm breathing makes my chest feel too warm, I don't like it, I don't like sleeping with someone so close, it obstructs my breathing because her face is too close to mine making our breaths cross.
I don't think that breathing carbon dioxide expelled by a fantasy-girl that seems to be made of silicone is a good idea...
Still, I accept it the first day I woke up with her in this form, I accept it today, and I will probably accept it tomorrow,
Somehow this... Fantasy-girl has an effect on me, I know I should get rid of her, maybe fire her or something.
Simply telling him to leave, that I don't need his company or his services, is the most logical thing to do.
She could kill me, she could do it, and even so, I still repeat to myself that I only accept her because of the guilt I feel for her decapitated sister.
I let out a slight smile of self-contempt, Looking for excuses as always?, perhaps.
After a moment I got up, took a quick shower and, when I was ready to get dressed Kamila already brought my breakfast to the room.
"Good morning, my lord...", Kamila bows to me and greets me with a bright smile, somehow she already wears her lovely maid outfit and her yellow hair perfectly combed and loose behind her.
"You don't need makeup or anything, It's a good thing, I've never seen you wear makeup, I'm still amazed at the ability you have to do the things...", I ignore that I'm simply covered by a towel and walk to my closet ready to get dressed.
Kamila doesn't respond, I guess she's thinking or analyzing my words, or maybe she's just smiling as usual.
"My lord, Do you want me to help you?", The implications of Kamila's words are obvious, I can see a slight blush on her face and her almost crazy... How do you say it? Disposition?, like a girl in love, of course she is, jajaja... as if I'm going to believe that.
I grimace as I make some expressions of slight annoyance, "Just go for the moment", At my words Kamila nods her head before walking out the door, I think I saw her bite her lip before leaving, or maybe I'm hallucinating.
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Of course, my ability to control energy is much better than expected, about the "letter" Huanca gave me I got rid of that "letter" when I took a bath, I don't think nothing noticed and thanks to my control over energy the letter fell apart into a thousand pieces.
What Huanca suggests should be simple, there is someone watching us, watching us at all times even when I go to the bathroom, but I guess they can't watch me completely.
After all I used my ability to control the primordial energy to read the "letter" with a simple touch, something I've been good at after all here the sheets are extremely thick and when writing one need to push the pen hard and thanks to this a relief is formed.
With my improved statistics, touching the reliefs makes it possible for me to reconstruct an image of the written sheet in my mind, what it said was:
"Sunday midnight in the dining area".
A curious message indeed, although in reality, hmph.
Today is Wednesday, however, something in me can't wait even for a second to know what Huanca have planned.
I was asked to find out what Huanca has planned for me.
The day goes by normally, assisting to the theoretical classes to improve my knowledge about the use of different weapons, the strategy in battle and then the training area, what surprises me slightly is the amount of freedom if one can call it that way that they are leaving us.
However, what I don't like is, Caero... she didn't show up this morning either, since yesterday evening she was not seen, it's as if she disappeared.
While I am training with my sword to improve the control of the primary energy inside me I hear a slight noise, footsteps approaching, with my enhanced senses I can easily tell it's Poki.
I stop, turn around to observe him, his slightly tanned face makes a strange feeling go through my body, the dark circles in his eyes make him look like a raccoon and his untidy hair looks like that of a vagrant.
Behind Poki is a maid with a tired and worried expression, pink hair and a developing figure, she appears to be very young
"Wuasi...", A few meters away Poki looks at me with his red eyes, his expression says nothing, his body language tells me that he is tired.
Poki inhales a large amount of air before Exhaling, "Do you want to talk?", Poki points to a corner, raising an eyebrow I nod my head and we walk with Poki to that corner, during the process he didn't say anything.
*thump*
A noise is heard, Poki collapses with his back leaning against the wall and sitting on the floor, he doesn't seem to mind his clothes getting dirty.
"My lord, My lord.... Please, please, get up", Poki's maid quickly tries to make him get up but Poki just sits there with his head down without doing anything
There was a slight moment of silence.
Poki's maid turns to look at me, eyes pleading, posture tired, she is trembling.
"We were once friends, long ago", Poki raises his head to look at me, "I'd like to ask, Do you still consider me a friend?", his tired slightly hoarse voice resonates with some power.
I should punch him...
Hypocrisy, that would be the word if I had to describe Poki, after all, he was one of those who bullied me, of course, in the end it all ended peacefully, however, I still harbor resentment towards him deep in my heart.
"Caero, she...", Poki pauses, his eyes turning slightly bright, "Could you help me find her?", Poki averts his gaze, it's as if he doesn't want to look me in the eyes.
I was silent for a moment, after all, Poki and Caero were high school sweethearts, somehow, he still harbors feelings for her.
"But what does that have to do with me?", I guess this trash thinks Caero's disappearance has something to do with me.
Although, in a certain sense, Poki is right.
"Is it important to you?, I suddenly and bluntly ask, certainly Caero is someone I would help if I could, but... I narrow my eyes, "It's not a good idea, you know, uh there is a saying, better it's something that comes out of bad translation, it says that..."
Poki turned his head repeatedly to look at me with two wide red eyes, "Huayta, he committed suicide, yes, but, that was because he was looking for...", I didn't let Poki finish talking, I quickly turned around and started to walk back quickly, however, Before he does anything to try to talk to me again I waved at him, something from our childhood, he should understand.
Kamila walks behind me without saying a word, pretending to act as if she is my shadow.
It's time to go back to training, although...
"Maybe I can't make it...", I mock myself as I watched several of my teammates whose names I don't remember walking in my direction.
Caero has been missing for more than a day now, I am blamed for Diana's death and I guess for Caero's disappearance as well.
"Axel!...", Benito's loud voice echoes, he takes the lead with more than a dozen people behind him, Benito is a man with a much shorter stature than average, he is a little shorter than the average woman so he was an object of ridicule in high school.
"Where is Caero?", Benito's question is simple and accurate, he stands erect a few feet away from me and watches me with a menacing look.
"I don't know... you... I mean, you guys really have the wrong idea about everything...", Benito doesn't let me finish talking, he quickly pulls a sword from his sheath and points it at me.
"I don't want to hear excuses, only answers... Axel, it's been a while since I wanted to do this, you know it, you owe me...", Benito pauses looking at me, "It wasn't nice Axel, you ran away like a cowardly son of a bitch, ungrateful, you don't even deserve to breathe...", Benito's eyes fill with repressed fury, It seems that I'm not the only one who likes to remember the past.
"I've remembered Axel, finally, after so long, thanks to God's tears, now," Benito licks his lips as if he were hungry, "You're going to accompany Miss Beth in hell, you damn bastard", although Benito's words are slow and concise, I can still feel the hatred in them.
A slight smile of contempt appears on my face, "Hmm, it seems that time has wreaked havoc on your mind, let me remind you, Miss Beth does not exist," I extended my hands to my sides with a slightly mocking expression, "She never existed, it's not my fault that you were in the wrong place at the wrong time," I took a step forward, "Now, this doesn't make sense, Aren't you supposed to come here with all these people to ask for information about Caero?, Why it seems that you come to pay off a personal debt?", I narrowed my eyes at Benito.
"I've been training these days to beat you, this time it will be you and me, just the two of us, there will be no Miss Beth, there will be no concierge, there will be no Huayta or Poki...", Benito begins to breathe a little too fast.
"We will settle a debt, for Miss Beth, for Diana and for Caero...", Benito raises his voice slightly, "Who is with me?!!"
Benito's voice has an immediate effect on the people behind him, several of my colleagues look at me with angry eyes, their expressions full of hatred.
"This ends here and now Axel, if you want you to at least have a burial place, then, talk at once, where are Diana and Caero?"
"Quasimodo stupid, if it weren't for this transmigration, then you'd still be the introverted trash you've always been."
"I guess Quasimodo is still that introverted trash as always, do you want me to remind you of what we did with your sister, god, just remembering those curves I..."
Many of my colleagues talk, they are within their rights to be furious I guess, is the life debt so big, this bunch of shit doesn't seem to realize the situation they are in, "If I tell you I don't know it's because I don't know, I've always been the same, whether you want to or not... whether you like what happens or not, you want to look like the heroes or not", I squint my eyes while unsheathing my sword, "Whether you want to or not this is a different world, there are things we cannot change, a person must adapt and survive, if you don't understand this then please, just get out of my way."
My sword is pointed at Benito and the people behind him, my intention is obvious, my expression serious and my breathing, everything is perfectly coordinated.
There was a slight moment of silence, this is not the result I want, fuck, I've been practicing for days hiding my true strength, but, my companions seem unwilling to let me escape without first listening to the words they want to hear, they are not even willing to listen to reason.
Benito takes a step forward...