Chapter 37 - No Humor (2/2)

”Eh?” Hecathe frowned as he muttered in confusion.

Zail smiled brightly as he nodded his head and added, ”You two are really alike from what I see.”

Hecathe didn't know if he wanted to laugh or cry as he heard this. Having somebody else who was really like him live next door was really not something Hecathe was looking forward to.

Zail chuckled as he spoke up, ”Sir, I won't be saying much. You'll understand it once you get to see him, but I think you'll have to wait a lot since he rarely shows up.”

”That's fine,” Hecathe sighed, ”I don't want to meet him nor do I have any interest in getting to know him. Once I figure out what I want to do, I'll be out of here so why bother making friends and getting acquainted?”

Zail tilted his head in confusion as he heard this, ”You don't want to get to know anyone? Sir, are you perhaps a loner that doesn't enjoy company?”

Hecathe scoffed as he heard this, ”What do you think?”

”I think I'm right, Sir.”

”...” Hecathe was silent for a minute as he found it a bit embarrassing to straightaway agree and say that the man was indeed right when he thought that way.

Even in his real world, Hecathe was the type to have lesser friends than the fingers on his hand. Azazel was the only friend he really had and if he were to not include that guy then it would only leave his secretary whom he was on friendly terms with. If both of them were to be excluded then Hecathe would really not have any friends.

Hecathe coughed as he responded, ”I like enjoying my time alone. Is there a problem with it?”

Zail pursed his lips as he shook his head, ”Of course, there's no problem with that, Sir. But... I think it would be better to have someone there. Don't you agree?”

Hecathe had a frown on his face as he replied, ”I do not agree.”

Zail heard the determination in Hecathe voice and he immediately gave up so as not to get into another argument with this man.

He opened his mouth to say something more but before the words could roll out of his tongue, they suddenly heard a new voice interrupting them.

”Who's there?” It was a female voice and as soon as Zail heard it, he seemed to have recognized it while at the same time, Hecathe looked to have been scared as he suddenly heard the voice that came out of nowhere.

Hecathe's eyes widened in panic as he looked around to pinpoint the direction of the voice but there was nobody else except for them standing here and this made Hecathe feel uneasy.

Zail smiled as he looked at Hecathe and reassured, ”Sir, you don't need to be scared. It's my aunt. She's the owner of this inn.”

Hecathe gulped as he finally felt a bit relieved. He shook his head as he tried to keep up an unaffected demeanor on the outside as he questioned, ”Where is she?”

Before Zail could give a response to him, A face suddenly popped down from above right in front of Hecathe's face and Hecathe flinched in fear as he almost had a heartattack.

”I'm right here,” The woman answered as she hung upside down like a bat.

”Damn it!” Hecathe cursed as he faltered back in shock.