Chapter 81
How many tis have I killed them? I rember everything. No matter how many tis I reminded myself that they were alive now and the ti magic was broken, it didn’t make it any easier for . I had taken my dicine, but my hands still trembled. It wasn’t because of alcoholism anymore. I clenched and unclenched my fists.
I stood at the door trying to heave deep breaths and calm myself. Kaichen, normally, would have asked why I was being late but right now he waited silently beside , giving space. I swallowed and unclenched my fists and walked inside.
Victor. He was a diligent young man who lived alone. He had inherited the grocery store from his parents in the central shopping district in Acrab. He had a timid personality and a crush on Rush, the blacksmith. He was never able to confess. When you have a hundred years to live with no way out, you notice things about people. I use to observe him when he went red in the face whenever Rush walked by him.
But invasion of privacy was wrong. Just because I was lonely doesn’t an I get to spy on people like it wasn’t a sin. I had acted like a psychopath. I had experinted on people and caused their deaths. I had stalked people of Acrab just because I had nothing to do. I am sorry Victor.
The guilt ravaged at constantly. It was why I would never be able to get over the guilt of my actions enough to be friendly with the people of Acrab anymore.
When I opened the door, the air was musty inside the house. It slled like a dump. Those who lived alone had no choice. When they fell sick, they couldn’t even take care of themselves so how could they clean their space. I glanced around the living room. Rotten fruit lined the selves. Old clothes were strewn on the floor.
“Teacher!” I exclaid rembering Kaichen was here with . “Don’t co in! It slls terrible in here. This must be horrible for you. I am so sorry.”
“It’s alright,” said Kaichen. “It’s a patient’s house. I am not here to judge.”
“No! You will get dirty.” Kaichen frowned and stood at the door, looking at . He then entered the house without protest. He had mysophobia, so I was greatly worried. He scowled. I did tell you not to co in.
What is the probability that soone like Kaichen, who has mysophobia, would enter a house like this? I have never seen him going to other people’s houses. Ever. I felt sorry for him and tried to push him out of the door. Victor was ssy and a bit lazy. He wasn’t the cleanest person but the disease must have affected him so much that he had simply left the place to rot.
I tried to usher Kaichen out of the door, but he didn’t budge. He grimaced but stayed put. He looked at with a determined face.
“Are you okay?” he asked. It must have been a shock to him. Kaichen stared at in disbelief.
“Yes,” I said. “I have a strong stomach.”
“Are you saying this is sothing you can tolerate if you have a strong stomach?”
“To so extent. Teacher, it’s hard to bear it, right? Go out. I’m good at cleaning, so I’ll call you after I clean it up.”
“Are you crazy?”
“What?”
“Why should you clean this place?” he asked in disbelief.
Then how are you going to last in here? I tried to usher him outside once again but he wouldn’t budge at all. He looked annoyed. He stretched a hand in the sir and muttered sothing. A golden, glittery light scattered around the room. The effect was quick. Did he use this magic to keep the Willow House always clean? No wonder it was always neat. It must consu a lot of mana but Kaichen looked unfazed. Whoa, he isn’t called the archmage for nothing.
“How on earth can you endure this?”
“What?”
“Forget it.”
The air had been purified. The cobwebs and dirt had been swished away. Everything looked clean. Well… almost everything. The clothes had to be cleaned by hand. It was still on the floor. But the room didn’t sll anymore.
“Were you very surprised?” I asked. “Teacher, most n who live alone seem to live like this.”
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