Chapter 22: Chapter 23: Wild (1)

Alan would return after a week so Yamasaki was relaxed than usual. It was the afternoon of the next day, after an unexpected hot morning, wearing a simple robe, he strode through the boulevard lane. Contrary to its name, the area was filled with alcohol and various pleasures.

He heard a familiar tune. Surprised, he turned in that direction. In a building nearby, someone was playing an unknown instrument to entertain the visitors.

Listening carefully, there were only a few similarities with a famous track on earth. So he walked away.

All of a sudden, he recalled a song that he could relate with well.

His speed unconsciously slowed down as he sang in a soft voice.

"Something funny that I've learned.

Is just how quickly fate can turn.

How one simple mistake can take you out.

Something funny that I've found.

Is just how quickly worlds burn down.

Make one wrong turn and you can't turn around.

One wrong turn can burn things to the ground."

After singing that completely, he felt emotional. His thoughts went to Claire and another song sprang up in his mind.

"When the world's not perfect.

When the world's not kind.

If we have each other, then we'll both be fine.

I will be your lover, and I'll hold your hand

You should know I'll be there for you."

He smiled warmly. He decided to dedicate a few to her later. He'd also sing some for Tessa, Amelia and his mother; their reactions would be pretty fun. He only had to think of a few believable reasons; after all he would be coming up with music out of nowhere.

In no time, he came up with one. He'd just say that he didn't know how but he had various lyrics in his mind. He might have got it in the blessed land Aragon. He had no memory of it so this excuse should work.

Blessed lands and grotto heavens were special dimensions from ancient times. They were mystical places with various opportunities and treasures. It's said that they were left behind by ancient existences and had their inheritances in it. And that was true for many of them except a few like Aragon that first seemed to be nothing but a treasure house with trials or traps like Ezmeth.

He finally reached his destination, an inn with the name Strongwick tavern; though small, it was one of the most famous inns in Staffordshire. The reason being its quality wine and the young owner, Sasha.

Come to think of it, Sasha was also an artist. Eric came in contact with her because of this. There was another reason why he and Geoffrey used to hang around with her.

Speak of the devil. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Sasha Strongwick walking towards her only source of income. With shoulder length blonde hair and hazel eyes, she wore white shirt and brown skirt over her voluptuous figure. Though she had an average face, she was a bombshell and the dream of many men.

In the distance, her lips curled up when she saw him but she hid it with a frown and grunted when she was near him. "Weren't you ill? Go scram to your luxurious bed."

He glanced at her chest and smiled, "If you wish you can come with me."

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Sasha sneered and snorted, "in your dreams," and entered the inn.

He could talk her so audaciously because they already had fucked a few times before. Actually Eric lost his virginity to this woman. More than a year ago when he became an adult, he had a party with his 'friends' here and he got really drunk. One thing led to another and soon she was on his bed.

He gazed at her butt and thought Claire had a better shape.

Yamasaki suddenly sighed, "what do they even see in a playboy like me?"

He entered the inn, it was full of laughter and drunkards. Adventurers and locals mingled together to chat about different things; though most talked about the relationship between Venerable Edgar and Goddess Nora.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw Sammy and his group. He then went to the counter and leaned on it with a smirk.

Sasha had just shooed some pesky people away, seeing his grin she felt even more annoyed and said, "what are you here for now?"

She immediately regretted asking that question thinking that Eric would say something like 'I want you'.

As if reading her thoughts, Yamasaki rolled his eyes and said, "I am not that cringe."

She nodded, "yes, you are worse."

Then she sized him up, and said in a soft voice, "you have become so weak. It's not good for you to drink."

Sasha waved her hand and said, "scram."

But she used her consciousness to tell him to meet her later for a talk if he wanted. She was also a cultivator; though with poor aptitude but still she was satisfied.

Yamasaki licked his lips not hiding his lust, making her frown.

He stopped teasing her and then said something unexpected, "you sure are something. You didn't even ask about Geoffrey."

He shook his head, "And to think that he liked you. Geoffrey sure is pitiful."

Sasha froze; Yamasaki had taken it too far. She closed her eyes and tried to suppress her anger. She said in a low voice, "leave."

Though she had hinted him to visit her later for sex, it was also true that she wanted to comfort him. He had been through a lot lately; if she was not out of the city, she would have definitely given him a visit.

Sasha knew that Geoffrey liked her, and she had bluntly told him that she couldn't reciprocate his love.

What angered her even more was his lackadaisical tone as if he didn't care about Geoffrey. Did he forget all those years they spent together?

The reason that Yamasaki could use his dead friend's name so easily was because of a memory of Aragon he remembered when Tessa mentioned it.

Yamasaki suddenly held her hand and said, "okay don't get angry."

His intimate touch in the public irritated her even more. Why was he acting like a drunkard even before drinking?

A burly man who was pestering her before appeared for her rescue, or so he thought.

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