"That..." I don't understand how to explain. He looks furious. I feel like I cheated on him. "You see, Kyo. I was wrong. The wedding... it wasn't a child play. It seems that we got married that day."

He looks happy for a moment. Then, it is replaced by anger again. "Then, you are married to me."

He points at himself.

"Not married to that man."

He points at himself again.

"You see." I find this so ridiculous. Yes, Kyo and the Dark God are different. But, they share one body. It seems that Kyo is aware of the Dark God and he can see his memories when the Dark God is active. The Dark God can see Kyo's memories. Then, they can't keep secrets from each other.

Why I am stuck between this?

He is waiting for me to answer.

"You two have one body," I explain what I understand. "So, I think that I am married to both of you."

If I had known that the child wedding would take me to this point in my life, I would have never done it.

"How is that possible?" He widens his eyes. "You married me."

"But, you have the same body. I am automatically married to him."

Kyo is Kyo. The Dark God is the Dark God. The Dark God is never jealous of Kyo because he thinks that Kyo is a part of him. Kyo is jealous of the Dark God because he doesn't think that he is a part of him. So, what do I think? Of course, Kyo is not the Dark God. If they were same, wouldn't Dark God also feel the same love that Kyo feels for me?

"Because we have the same body, you are married to both of us." He looks depressed. "I don't want to share my wife. I don't have a choice. He can protect you and save you in a way that I can't."

I feel bad for throwing him in this situation. I hug him. "You two share a single body. So, it was also you when the Dark God was with me because you are also inside him. Besides, I only love you."

He relaxes a bit after hearing that.

"Don't think of him." This situation is so complicated. Wasn't it better if Kyo never knew about the Dark God? "Are you hungry?"

"Yes." His stomach growls at the same time. There is a tapping on the window.

Mogrok peeks at us. "Master, can I come? I have repented my mistakes."

"How did you repent?" I ask him.

"I... haven't eaten anything."

I laugh at him. "Nice. Let's go. I am starving. After this, let's go and fix a roof. I want to leave this place soon."

"Yes, Master." Mogrok rolls into the room. "Master, there was something that I forgot to tell you. Two Mirins appeared after you were kidnapped."

When we go downstairs for food, the inn owner gives me a big bill. "You haven't paid."

After I see the digits on the bill, I purse my lips. Deia hasn't paid. Right now, she's busy with bonding thing. After I pay the inn owner, my pockets are light. I need coins.

"This letter came for you." The inn owner gives me an envelope. "It was sent yesterday after the fire."

There is no name or address on the envelope. I look at the inn owner. "Is there any news about the fire?"

I know who caused it. The problem is that I don't know the identity of the chosen one.

"It was a fake fire. Nothing was burned. No one was hurt." The inn owner seems a bit annoyed. "Someone must have been playing a prank. Lord Andareanesi would look into it."

I put the envelope in my pocket. Food first, problems later. During the dinner, Kyo insists eating on his own again. I let him do what he wants. After we finish the food, we leave the inn to take care of the roof.

"Mogrok, is there any gluing rune?" We make our way toward the 3-star city. "Maybe we can just stick it together."

"Master, there is one. That's quite advanced. You can't summon it yet. Though you have a higher affinity with rune magic, I feel that you should also try mastering the physical type of magic." He sounds a bit regretful. "It is easier than the rune magic. It involves directly manipulating the ehr. You can use it to stick the spell on the roof."

My smart spirit beast. I swear that he solves 90% of problems in my life. I am excited to learn the new type of magic. When we arrive in 3-Star city, we see that the roof is rebuilt. But, there is a lack of a spell in that area. All the casinos around that area are closed.

"Here to fix it?" Andareanesi appears out of nowhere.

I give him a nod. "It's better if I clear my debt faster. I don't want to owe anything to a man like you."

Andareanesi glances at Kyo and then, at his arm. "I heard that the mirins came to visit you."

"I didn't get to meet them. So, I don't know anything about it." I look up at the ceiling. "I don't think that you have a staircase."

"We never needed it before." Andareanesi laughs at me. "Use your spirit beast."

Mogrok snarls at him. "My master doesn't need a staircase when I am there."

I stare at him and sigh. "Mogrok, you aren't a staircase. But, yes, I do need to get up there. Can you please change and become big?"

Andareaneasi is watching us with a peculiar gaze. He gives me the creeps. Not because he is mixed blood. Because he gives me a feeling that he is someone who isn't loyal to anything in his life. Not even Giana. Then, Giana might not be loyal to him either.

Mogrok changes his form. He picks me and Kyo up in his palm toward the ceiling. I bring out the piece of spell and plaster it on the ceiling. The entire roof shines with the spells formed from different runes.

"Master, inject your ehr into the piece of the spell and direct it outward. When the ehr flow through the piece of spell again, it will come alive. The ends will join itself on its own."

I close my eyes and concentrate. I feel the vibration of dense ehr around me. It quickly flows into my channels like a raging river forced to flow through a tunnel. I feel dizzy. It's too much to handle.

'If you don't seek me, then I will seek you.'

The same voice.

I let out a breath. The corrupted ehr. I have been infected by it. I ignore the voice. The raging ehr. I direct it toward my hands. It flows into the spell and spreads out. I direct all the wild ehr into the spell. There is a burst of laughter in my head.

'You like feeling powerful.'

There is one thing that I know for sure. If I talk back, we will begin having conversations. In my world, people who talked to the voice in their heads usually had to see a psychiatrist later.

I feel a cool hand on my back. "Sister, don't give in."