Chapter 15

Third Person Point of View

Axel, having cautiously set down his weapon, sprinted towards La-la. However, as he approached her, she instinctively stepped backward and forcefully pushed him away. Meanwhile, the Sandman released his grip on Zayne, who, wearing a concerned expression, walked towards La-la.

"Are you okay, Ms. Lanaya?" Zayne inquired, with La-la appearing both bewildered and confused.

"Yes, I'm fine—just what is going on?" La-la questioned, only for Aaron to step forward, causing Zayne to take a step back. "We apologize; we thought they were intruders," Aaron explained to La-la.

"What do you mean 'thought'? We're just here looking for her, and then you decide to group us together," Axel interjected. La-la intervened, urging Axel to cease his confrontation. "Don't pick a fight anymore, Axel," she said, but Axel continued to glare at Aaron as if lasers were emanating from his eyes. Aaron now in sweat because of that.

"I said stop," La-la asserted in a serious tone, then turned her attention to Zayne. "May I ask what you're doing here?" she questioned Zayne before glancing at Axel. "And more importantly, why are you two together?" she added.

"Well, I was worried about you. When I called your phone, a junior of yours answered and mentioned that you hadn't gone home. I was genuinely concerned," Zayne explained in a fluttering tone. Aaron and the other Sandmen immediately looked guilty upon hearing this revelation.

"Same here. Yuna called me, expressing concern that something bad might have happened to you. I'm here because I share those concerns," Axel added. La-La, visibly upset by their actions, questioned Axel about the consequences of his use of power.

"Concerned or not, do you realize how much punishment you could receive because of that?" La-La asked Axel. Defending himself, Axel retorted, "Well, they started it." La-La facepalmed, clearly frustrated. "Regardless of who started it, you should have approached the situation peacefully," she scolded Axel.

"Actually, we did," Zayne chimed in. La-La, now confused, looked at Aaron with a questioning "We really thought they were intruders," he explained. La-la sighed, saying, "*Sigh, you know what, let's talk inside with everyone."

"How many are injured?" La-la asked Aaron. "Five," Aaron answered.

"I can help them heal," Zayne offered. La-la inquired, "Are you sure about that?"

"Yes," he affirmed. Axel, eager to contribute, interjected, "I can also help." However, La-la looked at him sternly.

"What?" Axel asked La-la. "Nothing. We're going to have a talk," La-la replied, signaling that there would be a discussion about the situation.

La-La Point of View

"I am just really worried, you know? The gold string, you being a love hunter yourself, and you called that bastard—no, I mean that quack—instead of me. So, I-" Axel began to explain.

"Just shut up, wouldn't you?" I interrupted him, prompting him to immediately fall silent.

"I appreciate your concern, but using your power to that extent..." I started to say, but Axel tried to explain further. I stopped walking.

"That is not the problem. Regardless of who started what, you revealed to a human what we are," I told him. In addition to that, using his power in ways that are not connected to the work he has done can lead to punishment.

"You mean that quack?" Axel asked.

"Yes, to him," I replied, crossing my arms. "What are we gonna do now? He's my boss, and if we're going to erase his memory, that includes me looking for another job," I expressed my concern to him.

"You can just worked at the company" he said in nonchalant tone. Ugh this guy.

"That is not the problem here I haven't even received my pay that I worked for the past few days that’s a work hard" I said to him. Then he smiled- Ugh how can he smiled in this situation.

Then, he was about to hold my shoulder when I instinctively tapped his hand away, causing his smile to fade. I still felt uncomfortable around him for some reason. He then forced a fake smile in front of me, saying, "Don't worry, you won't lose your job."

"No, I will, and I need to, since erasing his memory will involve removing me from his memory and everyone else around who is included," I explained to him. However, he looked away, and I sensed that something was amiss.

"Axel," I called his name. "I can't," he said, leaving me puzzled.

"I can't? What are you talking about?" I asked him.

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"I can't remove his memory," he confessed. My eyes widened.

"What do you mean you can't?" I questioned him in a confused tone.

"Well, I can't," he answered awkwardly, avoiding eye contact and looking into the distance.

"Why can't you?" I asked in a stern tone, seeking clarity.

"He is a blessed one," he cut me short, leaving me momentarily puzzled. What did he mean by that?

"So?" I questioned him, prompting him to look at me as if I were an idiot.

"What do you mean, 'so'? He's a blessed one; my power won't affect him," he explained. I struggled to understand the connection.

"What do you mean it won't affect him?" I pressed for a clearer explanation.

"Remember when I said he had a life aura? I meant he's emitting a full life aura," he clarified. I thought for a moment, recalling his previous statement. Yeah well he said something about that-

"Yeah, I remember that. What's with that?" I inquired. He scratched the back of his head once again, introducing a hint of hesitation into his response.

"Well, someone with that aura can't be handled by us, Life Hunters," he explained. My eyes widened, simultaneously making me to take a step back and clutch my head.

"And if we can't erase his memory? What are we going to do?" I asked him in a panicked tone.

" I don't know, that's why I'm asking you what we are going to do. " he replied.

"What do you mean you don't know?" I questioned him, the panic evident in my tone. We don't have any other solution; we just need to erase his memory. All in mess we are screwed

"Didn’t you know?" he asked me. What does he mean? Of course, I don't know!!

"I-I-I also don't know," I stammered in response, and he sighed.

"It's the same for me," he replied, holding his right side.

"Ugh, then what? What are we going to do?!!" I asked him in a loud tone.

"I said I don't know," he answered. I just sank to my knees. Axel was about to reach for me, but he hesitated. I looked down to the ground.

"If you can't remove his memory, that means-" I said, sighing. "We have a big problem; we are screwed," we both said at the same time. If the higher-ups find out about this, we will be removed from our jobs or, worse, suspended. It will take another 10 years for me to go back to my job and finish my assignment. Just when we thought we had everything under control - Ugh, I hate this.

"We are going to be punished so much with this, screw this," I said. As I stood up, my eyes widened when I noticed Zayne standing at the back of Axel. He was holding a box with a label indicating it was a first aid kit. I forced a smile, and Axel, catching on to my expression, turned to see Zayne.

"What do you mean you will be punished?" Zayne asked in a straight tone. Axel glanced at me.

"'What now?'" he asked through telepathy. I just shrugged, signaling that I didn't know.

"Uhm, it's a little complicated," I said. "You better handle this by yourself," Axel suggested, moving towards Zayne and deciding to take the box from Zayne's hands. As Axel reached for the box, Zayne hesitated, unsure whether to hand it over or not. The tension in the air was palpable as the three of us navigated the awkward situation.

"Just what are you doing?" Zayne asked Axel. "You two are going to have a talk about what you saw," Axel responded to Zayne. This guy – are you going to leave me with this kind of responsibility???

"Hey! Just where do you think you're going?" I asked him, but he increased his pace. Why? Huh? This b- I'm going to kill him!!!!!.

"What does he mean?" Zayne asked me.

"Well, why don't we talk in a more private room instead of here under the moonlight?" I suggested to him, but he gazed at the moon.

"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" he asked me. I looked at the moon. Just what is he talking about?

"Yeah, I know," I answered, looking back at him. "Let's have a talk," I said to him. He smiled - oh gosh, he is really shining.

A Few Momens Later

We arrived at his car, and he leaned against the car door, while I stood anxiously in front of him. However, he smiled for some reason. I didn't know if I should be happy with that smile or not.

"Is this about the MT?" he suddenly asked. I was so shocked that I looked at him with concern.

"How did you know?" I asked him, and he chuckled. "Well, I just know," he answered. What do you mean you just know?!!!

"What does MT even stand for? I remember you asking me that before," he said. What does he mean - oh, does he mean the first thing I said to him?

"It actually stands for Mythical Creature," I answered him hesitantly.

"Mythical creature - like ghosts, are they included in that?" he asked. "Ah no - it's actually some kind of job and position or something," I answered him, and he pondered for some reason.

"Is it like hunting?" he asked. Wait -

"How do you know?" I asked him. He smiled and chuckled, "I just know," he said, and for some reason, he seemed to be emanating a glow through his back. What the -

"Wait - no - I mean, are you just okay with that? Are you not shocked whatsoever?" I asked him, concerned. Then he stood up properly.

"Well, things were complicated for me, especially when your friend started to, you know, have that scythe and he flew, but I was easily able to grasp that, that’s abnormal but not so beyond" he said. Huh? What so beyond some people even faint just seeing Axel with his weapon.

"Easily grasped?" I asked. "Well, I've been seeing things since I was young; this is nothing new for me," he said in a comforting tone. So, are we good? Are we safe?

"Are you sure?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I am sure," he said.

"Can you keep this a secret?" I asked him, and a silence enveloped us for a moment. He looked at the mirror of the car.

"Is that friend of yours somehow a reaper?" he asked me. I didn't answer him. What's up with him?

But then he turned around to me and smiled. "Oh, I am just kidding," he said.

"Haha, okay," I said to him, faking a laugh.

"Of course, I will keep this a secret, but..." he said, pausing.

"But?" I asked him.

"Just what are you?" he asked me all of a sudden. Then, for a moment, it seemed like seconds turned into minutes as our eyes met, and a cold wind passed between us. I couldn't answer him. "It's..." I was about to say, but I hesitated, and then he chuckled.

"No need to force yourself to tell me," he said. Huh? What's with this man's personality?

"We all have secrets to keep," he said. Then, he opened his car door, grabbed a jacket, and closed the door again. He walked toward me, opening the jacket and putting it on me. "It's cold," he said with a smile on his face. I felt nothing but awkwardness. Now, I didn't know what to say.

But this man just stood in front of me, so I mumbled, "Thanks," in an awkward tone.

"Let's go back to those people no I mean those MT and help them," he said, but as he was about to walk away, I interrupted, "Wait, what about...?"

"Don't worry, our secret will be kept," he said and looked towards me, putting his right hand to his left chest. "It will just be kept in here," he said.