Chapter 14 - The Diary (1/2)

Hecathe gulped as he tried his utmost best to stay calm. He quickly read through the first page and flipped to the second page, finishing that in just a mere few minutes before turning the page again.

The woman in front of him chuckled softly as she saw this, ”You can take your time. No need to rush.”

Although she had said this, Hecathe was still panicking a little as he tried to read through the entire thing.

The woman frowned and after a minute, she stood up as she exclaimed, ”Since I don't expect you to escort me out, I'll be taking my leave then. All the best, Captain Alphius. If there's anything you need, just give me a call cause I'm always on your side.”

Hecathe nodded without even bothering to look up from the papers clutched tightly in his hand.

He could clearly hear the sound of her heels tapping against the floor as she made her way to the elevator and got ready to leave.

At first, he didn't try to stop her but just when the elevator door was about to close, he rushed forward and stopped it, ”Wait!”

The woman smiled as her eyes slightly widened when she saw this reaction, ”Are you forgetting something?”

”Thank you,” Hecathe muttered out.

”Huh?” She looked to be clearly taken back by the sudden show of gratitude.

Hecathe gulped as he met her eyes. It was certainly the first time in his life that he was thanking someone like this.

The woman was silent for a minute as she looked back at him with a bit of suspicion that couldn't be sensed on her face.

She cleared her throat as she responded, ”I don't know what got over you to say that but... I guess you're welcome.”

Hecathe couldn't help but feel a bit awkward for stopping her to say something so trivial.

The woman chuckled as she added, ”You really look like someone possessed your body today. So weird.”

Hecathe, ”...”

”But it's not entirely bad,” The woman continued with a genuine smile, ”It's refreshing to hear you say 'Thank you' for the first time.”

It seemed that captain Alphius wasn't so different from Hecathe. Both of them sucked at saying thank you.

”Captain Alphius, it is an honor to be working with you.” Hecathe could swear that he saw a small blush on her face as she spoke, ”I might joke around a lot but I'm not lying when I say I look up to you. What you created is truly something wonderful.”

”...” Hecathe gulped as he couldn't understand what the woman was talking about.

The woman sighed as she pushed the elevator button again, ”If you want to contact me again, just send me a QMS. Whether it be for work or just to hang out, I'll definitely be there.”

The woman winked and the elevator door shut close, leaving Hecathe stunned at the spot.

”Did... She just flirt with me...?” Hecathe muttered to himself as a minute passed in silence and just as this thought crept up his mind, a shiver crept down his spine.

He soon decided to distract himself from the weird thought of the female version of his best friend flirting with him.

Now that he was all alone once again, Hecathe rushed back to the couch, and with a pen that he had picked up from the table, he circled some of the words on the paper.

He could hear his heart beat against his chest loudly, clearly from fear and a bit of excitement that he didn't even know the source of.

”The book shelf!” He lifted his head and suddenly threw the paper and pen on the table before making his way to the bedroom where there was a bookshelf covering an entire wall.

He read through the titles but nothing seemed to interest him at first. More than half of the books in this library were somehow related to biology, psychology, war, strategy, and mechanics. A really confusing mixture of topics that not many people would find themselves interested in.

Just when he thought he wouldn't be able to find anything interesting, he came across a book that had no title on it.

Hecathe took a sharp breath in as he immediately picked the book and glanced at the blank outer cover for a few seconds before opening to read the first page.

[Owner: Alphius.]

That was it... That was all that was written on the first page, however, it was all Hecathe needed to read in order to find out what this book was about.

It was a diary or to be more exact, it was Alphius's diary.

Hecathe gulped as he walked back to the living room and comfortably took a seat on the couch before deciding to open the diary.

He had never tried to interrupt someone's personal life like this so he felt a little guilty for reading this diary, however, the guilt merely lasted for a few seconds as he concluded that since he was already in this body, he might as well read what this body had gone through.

Hecathe would also be lying if he said that this diary wasn't interesting.

With an entire day spent reading and gaining knowledge, Hecathe hardly got any sleep.

The next morning, someone came up the elevator and seemed to have come to call him for breakfast, however, what they got to see was a Hecathe covered in torn papers and books, lying on the floor in a manner that made it look as if someone had murdered him in his bath robes.