=====Vol 2 Chap 8=====

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Large amounts of silver hair fell down with each cut.

“Shoulder length, right?” Archillies asked with a hesitant tone.

“Yes, it has grown too long already. Plus, you need your hair cut too, but I know nothing of how your hairstyle is cut or made..”

Sitting on a chair in an inn’s room, my long hair that used to brush the ground is now disconnected.

“Yeah.. I’d also like to remove my facial hair soon, but I’ll just wait until I’m back.” He said.

“Hmm… I agree, but would their tools be able to cut your hair so effortlessly?” I asked while facing the wall, and him tending to my hair.

“I don’t know? If hair is as resistant as my body, then to hell with cutting it. Alas, we can’t decide right now.”

Snip.

“Alright, it’s done.” He said before handing me the same mirror as before.

“It’s good, thanks.” I thanked him.

“Mhm.” He nodded before dissipating the magic scissor in his hand.

After that, he took my hair and put it in his ‘Pocket Dimension’, making me glare at him.

“What? It is a waste to throw away such a beautiful, silky hair.” He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“You’ve become different after that battle, didn’t you?”

“Experiencing death taught me something important, which is to not hold back. Be it in battle or in other situations, just go for it so that you don’t lose it.”

“Isn’t that basically being rash and impatient?” I asked curiously.

“Maybe? But you can’t always pick the correct answer in all times, for that I will choose one that I don’t regret.” He said assertively before taking out a handmade brush and brushing my hair.

“If you say so, then there must be something you regret, right?”

“Yep. Not acting like that in the past is my regret.”

“Oh come on, you know that you can’t go back.. to the past?” I said that last part in a questioning tone.

I’ve said something that I shouldn’t. I realized that the moment the sentence ended.

“Time travel, huh. Actually, if World Travellers exist, then so does Time Travellers, maybe I can create an ability or skill-”

“No. You know that changing the past is foolish.” My tone turned heavy.

Noticing my change of mood, he closed his mouth and only the sound of brushing echoed in the room.

There is a reason for my anger, as there was once a man in my world who attempted it, but then paid the high price of his life for a failure that would have destroyed us all sooner or later.

Why did he try to do time travel? The answer was very stupid yet he didn’t hide it.

“I’d like to ace that exam rather than get 99/100.” He said.

Obviously a foolish excuse, but I’m thankful he failed.

Sigh..

“Alright, it’s done.” Archillies said, letting go of my now shortened hair.

Currently, both of us are very tense since he is leaving tomorrow, so we both seem a bit impatient.

Getting off the chair, I instead sat down on the bed, and he sat next to me without asking.

“Final day, huh.. I’d have really wanted to stay with you at all times..” He said solemnly.

“Can’t help it, one cannot give up their homes so easily, and I wouldn’t have let you if you did.” I told him assertively.

Without replying, he leaned his head on my shoulder, making me think that our roles are pretty much switched at that point.

“You know..” He paused “I think you should watch out while I’m gone from other men.”

“What do you mean? If the strongest creatures in this world were to the extent of the last travellers, then I’m confident in my strength.”

“No, it’s not that. The problem lies with you and your class, since a hero is always destined to have a harem no matter what, and I don’t want to be just a ‘Harem Candidate’.”

“Jealous?” I asked jokingly.

“Yes, so please watch out.” He answered without any hesitation, not giving me the chance to tease him.

“Yeah yeah, I know. But I can only promise not to have a love relationship with them, since as you said, I’m destined as a female hero to have my very own harem whether I like it or not. Sigh..”

“I’ll try my best as well.” He said.

“Let’s hope so.” I laughed dryly, before lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling.

A lot has been on my mind ever since I regained my memories, many of them were told to Archillies, but one piece of information that I hesitated telling him.

10 minutes, 30, an hour, I still couldn’t sleep, and he seemed to have the same issues as well, so I broke the illusion of eternal silence.

“Archillies?”

“Hmm?”

“There is something you must know about my world, and it is very important.” Pausing, he silently motioned me to continue on.

“You know how my world looks like the ‘Origin of characters’, right? Well, there is a catch.”

“And it is…?” He continued.

“It is that behind all that, we are like thieves, infiltrating other worlds as characters, be it the protagonist or just passer-bys, we steal information and technology.”

“Huh.” From the sudden declaration, he sat up from next to me. “What do you mean?”

“Basically, if I came here the normal way, then the scenario would have gone like such : Summoned, learn many things and investigate this world’s powers and technology while assembling the ‘Hero’s Party’, defeat the demon lord, return back home when I deem my job finished or if 20 years passed, since the average time taken for us to defeat demon lords are between 2-5 years, the rest is time for us to ‘enjoy ourselves’, or something like such.”

“But you can’t return either way, right?” He asked for confirmation.

“Yep, this is why after I defeat the demon lord, be it good or evil, I’ll have to see if any of my class evolutions can help me move to another world.”

“What if you only get one chance to move to another world? Wouldn’t that be very risky?”

“And that is why I’ll wait for you, be prepared to get stomped on when you come next year.”

“Heh, as if.” He said, mockingly.

“Come to think of it, it was written that your species can be evolved into a High Human, why didn’t you do it?”

“... Two reasons; first being that I’m scared of changing too much, second would be that I decided to do it when we meet as well.”

“Was the second reason always there?” I asked in a curious tone.

“Yep.” He affirmed without stuttering, but I can see cold sweat running down his cheeks.

Funnily enough, while a poker face can hide your facial expression, it can’t hide how you feel from your body.

“Anyhow, you know that I don’t really care about how your world works. You are you, that’s what matters.” Skillfully, he changed the topic, but I ignored the obvious fact.

“Thank you.” Giving him a peck on his cheek, I finally felt my eyes go heavy, thus drifting off to deep sleep.

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=====Vol 2 Chap 8 end=====