As he spoke, Idrish handed me a sheet of paper.
“Nothing to say? I have so much to say. One sheet isn’t enough. Give me two more.”
“Are you planning to write an autobiography?”
“If I want to write to Lordrio, the Count, Zeros, Mirai, Vigus… one sheet won’t be enough.”
“Seriously…”
Idrish looked as if he couldn’t understand me, but ultimately, he sighed and handed me a stack of paper and a pen.
I wrote about the events here as entertainingly as I could. From helping a baby find its mother on the train, to meeting an interesting cattle farmer, to running into Ternya and Perkop.
In the end, three and a half sheets were filled before the letter’s closing remarks.
But still, something was missing.
I looked around.
“I wish I could send a gift along with it.”
“We don’t have time for that.”
“I suppose. Is there anything good… Ah, right!”
I clapped my hands. Idrish paused from sealing the letter to look at me.
“Wait, don’t seal it yet. Remember the flower I gave you on the train?”
“No.”
“I had tucked it into the book you were reading. By now, it must have dried nicely. Let’s put that in the letter.”
Idrish stopped his hand and looked at me squarely.
Why?
I tilted my head.
“No.”
“Why?”
“It’s already mine.”
“You don’t even need it, you said you didn’t even know if it was pretty.”
“That’s irrelevant. It’s mine now, so I’ll keep it. Don’t even think about taking it.”
“Taking it? It’s better off with someone who would appreciate it.”
Deeming it unworthy of a response, Idrish applied the glue to the envelope as is. He folded the paper, leaving no room for anything more, and firmly pressed it with his hand.
What the? So he didn’t want to give the flower away? He should have said so when I asked.
“Well, if Idrish wants to keep it, then keep it. The letter might be lacking, but let’s send it like this.”
The next day, we set out early. Having finally reached our destination after a long journey, there was no time to waste.
“Find out quickly what happened and who harmed Rodrio. Then hurry back home. I want to see Rodrio, Tesmilion, and the other family members.”
My eyes met with Edrish. He gave a bland smile.
“Since when were they family?”
“If you live together, you’re family. But where are you going now? Do you have a way to find the owner with just a tooth?”
“Yes, if it’s Iza, she’ll probably know.”
Edrish lightly placed his hand above my head. It seemed like a silent command to follow him.
I wanted to pry more, but I kept my mouth shut.
We arrived in the middle of the Robero territory. Unlike the clean and pretty houses nearby, this house looked long neglected. The walls were covered with dead ivy, and the windows were opaque with thick dust.
Edrish knocked on the door. Each time, dirt and dust fell from it.
Is this even a lived-in house?
As I doubted, a small window in the door noisily opened.
Bang!
Ah, what a surprise.
A pair of eyes appeared beyond it. The bulging eyes darted between Edrish and me.
“What brings you here?”
“Came to sell a tooth.”
What? Sell a tooth?
Is this a place for illegal tooth trade?
Then, the small window banged shut again. Before I could even be flustered, the door opened.
A man with little hair revealed yellow teeth with a grin.
“Welcome.”
Despite his polite smile and tone, his appearance was a mess.
Under his dirty clothes, his arms and legs were covered in thick hair. It looked like it would take a week to notice if a bug died in that fur.
I grabbed Edrish’s sleeve and whispered quietly.
“Is it okay to go in? Something seems fishy.”
“Don’t worry.”
If Edrish says so, it must be fine. Being with him, well…
Trusting only in Edrish’s words, I followed him.
The inside was even more suspicious and bizarre.
Unidentifiable objects were scattered everywhere, resembling a mad scientist’s lab in a comic.
Especially the glass bottles lined up around.
Uh, what is that?
Something floated inside the glass bottle.
Um… what could that be? Something round and raw-feeling…
I couldn’t tell for sure, but it looked like a part of a body.
Trying to imagine which part made me feel nauseous.
… A body experiment lab? Or human trafficking!
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
