Chapter 30: Your heart wants him (1/2)

It's a radiant day. There is a fresh and sweet fragrance of spring in the air. I take a sip from my coffee and gaze out of the window. The valley is full of plum blossom. The streets are being decorated for the spring festival. Everything is vibrant and bursting of colors.

The cat in my lap purrs and swings its white tail. I snicker and put it up on the table. It's my eighth death anniversary. I can't help but feel amused at the thought.

”Do you regret it?” The cat opens its yellow eye and asks me again on my death anniversary like it's a custom.

”No.” I keep my voice steadfast and confident. There is no room for regret or doubt.

”That's good.” The cat shuts its one eye. ”When you take this path, there is no return.”

”Or you won't let me return.” I glower at the cat. ”I know our deal. I won't go back or contact them again. I even changed my name and faked my age. I am pretending to be three years older than I am.” Reis managed to get me a fake identity card. When I asked him how he did it, he replied that he could do anything because he was a god.

If he could do anything, he wouldn't need me. Would he?

Since then, he always states that he is a god when he doesn't want to answer a question or reveal his secrets. Whenever I tried to press him to tell me his secrets, he would take his human form. His human form has a special undesirable effect. It would turn off the logical part of the human brain off. That's the reason why I acted like a drunk girl and made that video with Sung Jun that night.

The cat yawns and gets down from the table. With a flash of light, he changes into his human form. I look away instinctively and take out my sunglasses from my pocket. I wear them and avoid looking at him.

”It's been eight years, Eshe.” I hear him speak in his deep and magnetic voice. I am still not used to my new name. ”You are still mentally weak.”

I had gone through a lot because of his human form's enchanting effect. He laughs at me because I am not immune to it. He made me do exercise every day at five of the morning to become physically and mentally fit for the last eight years. I wonder if this is my personal hell.

”Tsk!” I shift in my chair. ”You are a god of time. Why do you age with me?” Surprisingly, he looks somewhere in his late twenties. I am currently twenty-three, but my age is twenty-six in the papers. I thought that the gods were immortal.