Magic Shop System Chapter 8
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Kadyn gazed at the ceiling as he laid on the bed, reckoning. Only three days passed, but so many unbelievable things occurred with him—transmigration, system, magic shop, and who knows how many things are waiting for him in the future.
He sighed and stood up. "I can't sleep."
He opened the door and went out. There was no one in the hall, of course. The lights of his parents' and sister's room were off. 'They must already be asleep.' He thought and went to the kitchen.
"Whoosh!"
Just when he drank water from the refrigerator and was about to retreat into his room, he saw a shadow outside from the kitchen's window. He padded and peered out, but found no one. He squinted, reckoning. "I am sure there was someone."
Peering into the opening, he hesitated for a brief amount of time. But then he headed and opened the door, looking at the beautiful full moon in the star-studded sky; dark and empty roads; gigantic shadows of trees waving in the wind. There were streetlights on either side of the road, though some of them broken, or maybe stolen. He had no idea.
Kadyn observed his surroundings but found no one. He peeked inside Eddena's garden but saw no one inside. Just when he thought nothing was wrong, something came into his view. Under one of the broken streetlights, two shadows stood, talking. He didn't notice before because that area was obscured in the shadows of trees, but when the gust of wind passed and the moonlight fell down, the scene became clear.
Without alerting 'em, he moved closer and closer with the help of the shadows of the trees. When he was ten meters away, he heard a voice of a male. "You were the one, didn't you?"
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"So what, it was me?" a woman replied. "You can't run from your destiny."
"Destiny?" sneered the man. "I make my own destiny."
"That's why you destroyed your bloodline?"
"You know?" the man sounded shocked when the woman talked about his bloodline.
"Of course I know." She said. "No matter how many times you try to remove it from your veins, it will recover time after time. Don't you know that?"
The man was silent for a moment, but then he replied in a firm and deep voice. "No matter what, I won't go back to that life. You hear me!?"
"We'll see." The lady sounded smug and confident in herself.
"Klank!"
Suddenly a sound of pebble-rolling on the ground clanged, and both of them peered towards Kadyn, but due to the darkness of shadows, he failed to see their faces. "Who are you?" he asked, eyeing at the obscured figures vigilantly.
"Whoosh!"
The duo exchanged glances and disappeared. It looked as if there was no one present at that place ever before—Kadyn froze with disbelief, and his mouth slacked open. Two people vanished in thin air and in front of him as if they were some kind of wisp. He knew he was living in a magical world, but it was his first encounter with such a mysterious thing.
"Whoosh!"
"Huh!?" he veered in shock when he heard the noise behind him. Though when he turned, he realised it was the gust of the wind. His heartbeat started beating more than twice the normal speed, and his back was dripping with sweat. He wiped his temple and forced himself to calm. "Who the fuck were those two?!"
After looking around fearfully, he strode towards his house with large steps. He felt he would piss his pants if stayed any further. Therefore, he rustled into his house and closed the door bang without taking a single peek outside.
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However, just when he closed the door a shadow appeared outside the door before disappearing.
Kadyn fell on the sofa limply and huffed. Suddenly, he felt tired and scared. 'Who were those two?' He glanced at the door of his parents room and walked towards it. He tried to open the door, and it was unlocked. Through the slit, he saw his parents sleeping on the bed while hugging each other. He sighed in relief and cursed for overthinking things.
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Kadyn brushed his teeth and took a bath before going downstairs. Salona and Elora were having breakfast, but Magnus was not present. He turned towards his mother and voiced his doubt. "Your father has taken some kind of mission from Hunters Hall. There is a time limit to complete every mission, or he would not receive his money."
Though his mother was smiling, he could feel the reluctance in her voice. He placed his arse on the chair beside Elora and chuckled towards Salona. "Don't worry, mother. When I earn lots of money. I won't let him work."
Elora rolled her eyes, but Salona smiled. "I am sure you will succeed one day."
Kadyn knew she was saying just to make him feel better. After all, how could a boy without magic become something in this world? Although he was no longer that loser Kadyn. He was someone… something he himself was unaware of. Unaware why the system chose him. Unaware if it was a good or bad thing. However, he would not let this chance go just because of his misgivings. Good or not, he would know eventually. He could do nothing to the system, so why not play by the system's rules?
"Aren't you going to school?" He eyed Elora.
"Don't feel like going today." She replied.
Kadyn glanced at his sister for a moment and then dropped the idea of persuading her. She was not in a good mood these few days. It was better to avoid that topic.
"Alright mom, I'm off." He said and stood up.
"I'll come to the shop with your lunch today."
"What?!" he gawked at Elora with bulging eyes, as he had heard something terrible.
"I said I will take your lunch today."
"No." He saw the squinted eyes of his mother and sister, and put a gentle smile on his panicked face. "I mean, you don't need to worry. It's no big deal."
Elora eyed him and laced on the chair before saying. "Now I will definitely come."
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