123 Black Aura 2 (2/2)

Clink.

He placed his cup on the table and answered with an annoying tone. ”I told you, further explanation will be later at the homestay. But, because I'm a kind man today, I'll just answer it.” He said as he was tapping his fingers on the table.

Clatak. Clatak.

Annoying sounds. I wanted to protest, but I chose to ignore it and listened to his statements. He elaborated, ”Just like you said, the black aura is not the only one. There are two other aurae. It was gray and white. Gray aura, means depression, stress, sadness and emotional unstabilized. While white aura simply had a heart of good people without any mischiefs heart. Just like you.”

I fell jolted. ”I have a white aura?” I asked him with my eyes gleamed.

”Not all the time, I said that an aura could change depends on the individual heart, mind or intention. For example, when you talked about something happy, your aura turned to white, yet when you talked about the man from last time, your aura turned to gray. Right now, in front of me, you are facing the same cycle again.” He exclaimed.

”...”

”Were the answers satisfy you?”

I nodded slightly, ”One more thing, why are you so easily show me your face? Isn't it supposed to be a secret?”

He was mulling over and replied shortly again, ”Because I merely wanted to show my face to you.”

”...” I rolled my eyes while facepalming. 'Of course! I should have known the answer before!' I thought. I said with a firm tone, ”I. Am. Serious.”

He snickered and answered seriously now, ”Well, in fact, it wasn't a secret that I tried to cover my face. I don't see a problem if they look at me. So, you don't need to worried about me.” He retorted shortly.

I snorted, ”Who said I'm worried about you? I was just asking you a question.” I stated while smirking.

”...”

Ting!

Messages came to his chat. Nancy had arrived. Ignoring our recent conversation. He turned his head to a small silver car parked beside the road. He told me, ”Let's meet her now.”

...

In the car, the raining was continuing with no intention to stop. One by one the water was was swept by the windscreen.

I sat beside Nancy in the front passenger seat while Prof. Matsushima was right behind me. I was wondering, did he fell asleep? Because I didn't hear his voice along the way. Ignoring him, I talked to Nancy instead.

As far as I know, her husband was working on a business trip now, so I asked her recent activities when her husband away. She curved her lips when I spoke about her sweetheart, the next thing I knew the topic change to her praising him over and over again. 'She must love her husband deeply.' I thought while slightly irking.

Through the narrow medieval passageway, I could see her brick house in front. It was a three-story house with eight rooms available for guests. As we arrived, I went to my room while Prof. Matsushima was having a conversation with Nancy downstairs. I heard him yawned tiredly, 'See, I knew it.' I grinned while feeling good inside. My guess was right, I felt joy.

In the bathroom, I took off my half wet outfits, placed it in the basket and relieved the coldness inside the hot tub. This spot was great, there was a small french window, I could see a few of the buildings scenery.

As I looked at the city once again, It brought me memories. How the buildings here were close enough to the buildings which had been built in the Gerald Kingdom, yet It pricks my ached heart.

I remembered about my past, about my old life, about my beloved one. My parents, sister, brother and my fiancee. 'How are they? What are they doing right now? Are they still living? Will I meet them someday again?' I silently asked inside.

I didn't cry, I didn't want to cry. This the life I chose so I will live with it. There was no regret or there was no 'if only'. I didn't know if become a lecturer was something right for me, I didn't know if it was the right path. But I will try my best so I can live the second life which God sent me too.

'For my loved one, Shamus Madison.

Did you still remember the time when we vowed to love each other until death separate us? Now, you can fulfill that promise. I hope you can find a good woman to love you as I love you back then. Personally, if I can turn back the way it was, I want to say we should never make that vowed. It just made me suffer when it happened.

I hope you are still alive knowing me dead as I was Queen Tereza's followers. Even though I know, you are King Zay Monterg's, right-hand man. I believe you are not that kind of man.

I believe it until now.'