Without wasting time, she made her way to the cashier lane to begin her day.

The day went by in a blur of activities as the time drew closer for her to leave, by 9 pm she packed her bag to head for the apartment as her mind went back to the strange creature she met yesterday.

“Is he going to show up?” She wondered, while walking home.

He seems to know some things about her that she wasn’t even aware of, like being from an ancient priestess lineage. Thinking back, she noticed she knew so little about him.

On getting home, she saw none of her neighbors were around as she went straight to her apartment. The first thing she noticed, was the painting on her walls as her eyes drifted to the flower on her study table.

She wondered why he would go through such lengths to show his gratitude to her for rescuing him, and yet his words sounded sometimes cruel whenever he talked to her; but his actions seemed to contradict what he said.

Thinking aloud, “He better not come here tonight, I’m not in the mood to receive any visitors. The one day I had to myself and he went and took my time by forcing me to release him from where he was.”

Walking to the kitchen, she prepared a light meal. After eating, she took a bath before heading to her bed to prepare for the next day of work.

In her dreams, she saw a young woman dressed in a white and blue yukata, chanting some words that caused a whirlwind to form; she chanted another word as fire formed beneath her fingertips, releasing spell after spell, by issuing commands from her mouth.