Alone, inside the carriage, Charles could barely hear the horses' hooves hitting the stone in the heavy rain that was lashing England.
Taking out of his pocket a gift that had been passed down through the generations of the Warlds, and given to him by his father before he died, the watch was covered in silver that shone in the sunlight, an antique classic in jewelry.
Looking at the time, 3:48 PM, just before arriving home where his daughter and wife are waiting for him.
Leaving the carriage, umbrella in hand and the confidential case file in the other, she opened the wooden door that brought peace to her heart. The warmth of the fire and the scent of the spices, diluted by the time the stove was finally extinguished, drove away the chill of the rain that dampened the air, making it stifling.
Closing the umbrella, letting it slip behind the door, a pair of warm, tender hands blocked her vision, attracting the scent of sweet apple, one of the few sweets she loved.
Turning around, he sees his wife, who had been with him for 25 years, since his teenage years, when they met and now have a 7-year-old daughter.
Olivia Warld is the name of Charles's wife, she had blond hair down to her back, lilac eyes being of Roman and English descent running through her veins, her height was 1.70 almost reaching Charles who was 1.77 tall.
For some women, being tall was a complex, but for Olivia, she said it was a blessing, since she could reach high places. Olivia's positivism was one of the things that attracted Charles to fall in love with her, since for her there was always a solution; he just had to look carefully, stop and wait because if you wait and look for something, you will find what you want.
Olivia, who greeted Charles at the door, helped him out of the rain-soaked coat. Being a loving married couple, they arrived at the living room where their daughter was asleep in front of the fireplace.
Olivia explained that she was waiting for him to eat, but he fell asleep after eating because he couldn't go outside in the torrential rain.
Dejected to see his daughter with a book of popular children's fables, he kissed her forehead, but that didn't wake her up since he could see how comfortably she was sleeping on the couch.
Laughing at the comfortable bed where her daughter could be seen sleeping, she waited at the table for her food, which Olivia was heating up. As the hours passed, the rain hadn't eased, but instead grew much heavier, with strong winds whipping against the windows.
Not being able to do more, he went to his office, not being able to leave his house, he reviewed the reports, again he knew it was a difficult case and the people of England were terrified by the deaths, as was his wife, if he couldn't find the murderer, he should know their modus operandi until he found their habits, but what made it more difficult for each of the bodies is that they showed no signs of a struggle or injuries, nor could they verify what the serial killer had done to attract the victim and kill her, or did the victim and the murderer know each other? enough to have the necessary confidence to attract the person and begin to skin her in the same place.
But if they knew the first to third victims, they wouldn't suspect or sense something was going on that would kill the group of friends, but there have been no reports of people going to the police station or any suspects near the police station trying to talk, but they were scared because they distrusted that they would be killed.
Charles, at a dead end, knew he'd have to go back to square one and think of different scenarios, but he couldn't find anything in the reports, and his ingenuity had reached its limit with so little information. Staring up at the ceiling, darkened by the fading light, he now had only a gas lamp illuminating his office, and that didn't improve his mood.
Approaching his wine rack, he picked up a bottle of 1779 wine exclusive for occasions to celebrate, but now his mind and spirit needed some joy than the exclusive wine, few of which he had in stock.
Taking out a glass cup, he poured it and smelling the fragrance of the grapes that made his nostrils notice each unique fragrance of the wine, he was about to take a sip, the door creaked and he saw his daughter in the doorway.
Leaving the wine on the desk he stood up and approached his daughter Charlotte Warld, she had blonde hair like her mother and silver eyes like Charles.
Tim tom!! Tim tam!!
Javier, who was absorbed in reading, heard the bell and saw Setsuna sitting next to him. Feeling Javier's gaze on her, she looked at him next to her.
"You finally noticed me... the book is so interesting.
With a flat voice that doesn't show much emotion, she looks at the book in Javier's hands and he gives it to her.
"I found it this morning at the library. It seems to have been one of the books that were going to be discarded. It's called [The Veil], and from what I've read, it's a very good book. It's about a criminal case from 1905, with Inspector Charles World as the protagonist. Based on the description, it was published in 2000, written by Christopher Higgins.
"For… for a book that you're barely reading the first few pages of, it's completely hooked you.
"Ahahaha, well, what could I say? I like suspense and detective stories. Do you want me to lend it to you? I'm sure you'd like it."
"It doesn't sound like a bad book… would you mind lending it to me when you're done reading it?"
"No problem. By the way, Charles is married and has a daughter, and now he's about to solve an unsolved homicide case, since they don't know the weapons or relationships of all the victims and...
Stopping at the sound of the book slamming shut, Setsuna warns with a frown.
"I hate spoilers, you understand, Mr. Spoiler.
Finishing with a smile, Javier's mind went blank for a few moments.
"What's wrong with you, suddenly going silent?
"...I was just surprised at how pretty your smile is Kiyoura-san.
"Hey!...
"Ahhh, sorry, it slipped out, just forget what you just heard.
"... Mmm… d-don't worry… and about that… this is the first time anyone has told me that.
"Impossible.
"Forget it…
Both of them silent, the history teacher entered, making all the students return to their seats, beginning the class.
While they listened to the teacher, Javier looked at the profiled face of Setsuna who remained focused on the class and her eyes, like those of a wine-red rabbit, made him write in his notebook to slide to Setsuna who looked at what Javier had written and then at her face and think about it.
Javier: [Now you could say we are friends]
Setsuna: [Friends?]
Javier: [Yes, friends, we chatted for a while while we walked back, I'll lend you the book when I'm done reading it. That's not what friends do.]
Reading every word in Javier's notebook, thoughtful, Javier wrote to him again.
Javier: [It could be that you used me and now that I reveal my true feelings you still push me aside!]
Not knowing how to respond, Javier continued writing.
Javier: [Okay, I expected that, I'm just another guy you ran into... No! Don't ever look for me, I don't want to know anything about you anymore]
"!... hurts.
He said shaking after being pinched on the thigh.
"Stop playing around and pay attention to class… Val-valderrama-kun.
Opening wide at Setsuna's whisper as she pronounced her last name with a strange accent, but one that was irresistible to not adore her when the girl's cheeks heated up.
"How much are you smiling? Pay attention or you'll get scolded."
"I couldn't help it.
As time passed, Javier wrote in his notebook again and slid it over to Setsuna.
Javier: [Now that we're friends, we can call each other by our names]
"!.
Setsuna: [It's still very early! I don't know what it's like abroad, but here in Japan they only make friends, close friends and we barely know each other.]
Nodding several times, Javier writes to him.
Javier: [You're right, there's still more to it, but that's easy to achieve by strengthening our friendship. And when we've overcome that barrier, we'll call each other by our nicknames.]
Startled by what she was reading, she looked at Javier who smiled mockingly, realizing that she was making fun of him, causing him to step on his foot.
"!.
"Mm?... You want to contribute something, student Valderrama.
"No, nothing professor, just a sudden itch on my lower back, I was startled, ahahaha.
Hearing the laughter and also Setsuna's, who was trying to contain herself, Javier simply let himself go.
Following classes without any setbacks and without distracting or bothering Setsuna, they finished classes and the second day of school with little homework.
Saying goodbye to Setsuna, who was reuniting with Sekai and the girls, Javier left the classroom with Ryuto and Makoto, chatting about games, anime, and the Fate Grand Order trailer.
Saying goodbye to both of them at the entrance, where Sayaka was waiting for him, he only greeted them out of courtesy to advance first.
"How were classes Sasa-chan?
Asked but met with a sharp look.
"Hey, could you stop looking at me like that… are you still mad about what happened this morning?"
"... be quiet.
Ending the conversation since Javier didn't want to force things too much, they arrived at the parking lot and went to Rinka's school.
Waiting outside the school for a moment, Rinka can be seen laughing with another girl her age, she had long purple hair that reached below her shoulder and big purple eyes.
Noticing the truck, Rinka raises her hand and runs towards it, lowering the window Javier greets her.
"Javier Onii-chan, sorry I took a while.
"Don't worry Rinka-chan, we're not expecting anything, right, Sasa-chan?
"And who is your friend?
"My name is Kokoro Katsura, nice to meet you Oji-san.
"Hahahahahaha!! He called him sir! Hahahahaha!!
"D-don't call me sir, I'm 16, you make me feel old.
Laughing with gusto not only Rinka who was holding her stomach but also Sayaka who although she was restrained in the back seat you can hear the laughter and the blow on the backrest where Javier was sitting.
Kokoro was shy when she saw the tip of Javier's eyebrow, who was trying to smile as kindly as possible and was embarrassed by the laughter of the two girls who didn't stop.
"S-sorry.
"N-no puff, hehe, you don't have to be nervous Kokoro-chan, my cousin isn't scary, look, he's happy.
"Hehehe, you are enjoying yourself a lot Rinka-chan, and Katsura-san don't worry I'm not angry, but because Oji-san.
"Etto, since he was driving a car, I thought he was the type who looks young like in some animes.
"Oh, hehehe, it's okay. Rinka-chan, come on up, let's go home, say goodbye to your friend."
"Yes, bye Kokoro-chan.
"Goodbye, Rinka-chan.
Waving goodbye with a smile, Rinka got in and they walked towards the mansion, leaving Kokoro behind.
"Kokoro come let's go to the house!
Calling Kokoro a glamorous woman, with short hair, large breasts, wide hips, and firm yet smooth legs, he turned to the voice and responded as he ran toward the woman.
"Mommy!"
"Come on, let's go home, your sister should have arrived by now.
"Yes! What did you make of food?
"What you like, a meatloaf.
"Seriously huaaaiii! Come on mommy hurry up.
"Yes, yes, but you have to take a shower before eating.
"Yessss!
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"Everyone go to the living room when you're done changing. If you want to shower, go ahead. Then start doing your homework and make lunch.
"Yes.
"I'm going to my room.
"Listen to that Miss Sasa-chan, I need you here in ten minutes, you hear!"
"Yes, yes.
"Hehehe, Javier onii-chan looks like a mother with her daughter.
"Don't just stand there Rinka-chan, hurry up and get changed.
"Yes! Mom, hehehe.
Laughing at Javier's expense, he watched her go to the living room where she kept her clothes. Also laughing at the two's lively behavior, Javier watched Yami come down from the second floor, wearing her usual Maid outfit.
-So these changes are permanent-.
From hair that resembled a waterfall of pure gold to one resembling mustard, telechromatic eyes; where both irises were cyan, now one was black. Aside from these changes noticeable to anyone who saw her, her skin still looked like a baby's: white, hydrated, unblemished. A large bust, to the point where the blouse on the bottom was normal but the buttons on top made an effort to contain it. With wide hips and a long limb, she was the tallest in the mansion.
"Yami follow me today I will teach you how to cook.
"Grijkunsidgyurkfgurkrn.
Javier, somewhat excited about his situation, advances to the kitchen with Yami.
[Explosion]
[tatatststagtststatta]
1 hour later.
"What happened Javier onii-chan?
I ask when I see Javier's interaction with Yami, who had a sign on his chest saying [No entry to the kitchen].
"Ahhh, don't ask, just remembering it makes my head hurt.
"What exploded in your face, the fire?
Sayaka, impassive, continued eating her chicken.
"How wicked you are, Sasa-chan.
He said, narrowing his eyes as he continued eating the chicken leg.
"What did you expect? My treatment wasn't humane... besides, nothing will happen to you. Aren't you God?"
"I'm a God, don't doubt it... And what hurts the most is cleaning the kitchen. Does anyone know how to remove a pan stuck firmly to the ceiling and a sticky gray substance from the wall?
Putting the food on their plate Sayaka and Rinka looked at Yami who was grumbling and scattering the food on his plate.
"You are God, so use some power to keep me clean, you didn't do that to me yesterday.
"And you insisted on it with Yami yesterday, before going to sleep.
"Never! I won't be your jack-of-all-trades cleaner, we'll do it the old-fashioned way.
Javier declared strongly, but that didn't matter to Yami who was eating the chicken breast.
[Two weeks later]
Peace, what peace, wonderful peace. Truth be told, it's a bit boring. It's not that I want to go on adventures like exploring mysterious ruins or meeting cute college girls; those aren't in my plans. But I also didn't mind this temporary peace in my life. But if you haven't noticed, it's been two weeks. Why am I telling you this? I don't know. I don't have anything better to do, and you?
Well, leaving aside your problems that don't interest me, I'll tell you a little about what I did, and no, I'm not going to tell you what happened with the book [The Veil], let the author tell you, not me. Continuing with my life, I haven't experienced the life of a hentai, you know, the usual, if that filthy stuff you like, if he told you, that one you have in your history holy pages, which don't need to be specified, so don't play the prude or the other way around.
Leaving aside the fact that I gladly accept your stories to entertain me, cough, cough.
Let's forget about that slip, I've looked for biblical anime, there were many which I couldn't find, also ecchi animes a bit risqué, but I didn't find them either, I searched and searched, but the authors of those works have never published anything and I don't even know if they are still alive.
Now personally what I'm hooked on is a slightly soft ecchi anime called [Flower Sugar], which stars a little Manzanilla-chan, she's very cute by the way she's barely 10 cm tall, but I realized something in episode 06, when Manzanilla-chan was going to be pruned by the dirty humans, the protagonist Justice Rod-kun and Vine-chan saved her from almost dying.
That's when I realized, seeing Manzanilla-chan's face, scared to death with a tearful face, that she was a complete S, and I think also an M.
Now, moving on to the search for someone to clean this place, it hasn't yielded any results. I was hoping, although I was expecting one within a few days, since we've stuck near Rinka's high school and school. We went to Tokyo for a weekend and it hasn't yielded any results. I wonder why?
And what do I do now? Well, for now, I'm a housewife. I do laundry, iron, cook, help with cleaning, along with the girls who only help me with cleaning. And I don't ask Yami to do anything besides cleaning. Why? Well, it's easy. Her kitchen, I think, is like a mad scientist's experiment. Washing clothes. We tried it out, and she put in all the colored clothes and the white ones. It was spectacular how the clothes changed color, and I had no choice but to use a little of my power to return them to their original state... how low I've fallen.
Leaving aside the depressing nature of my little life, during my high school days I became friends with Sekai, my relationship with Setsuna has improved as friends, since we spent time together as class president, I also have a good relationship with the rest of the class, but nothing more.
Let's not just talk about me, Sayaka for her part, hasn't shown many signs of progress in our relationship, so I think I should take her by the rear and not in the figurative sense, her life has also been average.
Rinka, for her part, has been very affectionate, but she always has that sadness in her eyes that I can't get over. It's probably because of her stupid brother. But let's not talk about that. Unlike Sayaka, she's made some very good friends. There's also the fascinating pleasure of playing with that tiny body of hers.
Continuing with the last Yami... Ahhh, Yami, just remembering the suffering I'm going through makes my head hurt, but we get along well, her vocabulary has grown a lot compared to the first few days, of course she can't vocalize anything, but now she can write, and we understand each other much better than before, that's why I gave her a notebook so we can communicate.
Otherwise, there's no improvement; she's terrible at housework, except for cleaning, where she's made much greater progress than her vocabulary.
And if you ask where I am, well I'm lying on the couch watching a Jackie-chan movie, with Rinka, who fell asleep halfway through, on my chest, and Yami accompanying us watching the movie on the couch.
[April 17, 2026]
"(Yawn), Rinka-chan get up, you need to do your homework, the movie is over.
"Five more minutes… (yawn).. Javier Onii-chan, your chest is warm and your heart is beating fast.
Lowering her eyes and with a little insistence, Rinka ended up standing up and leaving the room. Javier sat down and looked at Yami, who was still watching the credits.
"Come on Yami, it's 5:00, let's pick up Sasa-chan.
Stretching first, Javier stood up and wrote on the acrylic board.
[I'm hungry, chocolate chip ice cream]
"There wasn't any in the freezer? I bought it yesterday.
[.....I ate it, it's delicious, more on the way]
"You know if I were a normal person I'd be bankrupt right now.
The avid appetite for ice cream is no longer something new, Javier, even though he could create money with a snap, decided not to do it, since he had enough with his invented past, and he hadn't been left doing nothing, because for a wealthy person the worst mistake he could make was to have stagnant money.
Leaving the mansion in the van, they followed the GPS position on Sayaka's cell phone, leading them to a neighborhood with a social standing and well-to-do families.
Stopping at one of those houses, Javier took out his cell phone and sent a message to Sayaka, telling her to wait for her inside the vehicle.
Put Put!!
[I want chocolate chip ice cream, I want it!]
Yami said, hitting his notebook with his hand.
"I'll buy it for you, just wait, we'll pick up Sasa-chan and buy it.
Horn, Horn, Horn!!!
Yami, who didn't like waiting, honked the horn several times until the door of the house opened.
Sayaka walked out with a glum expression, opened the door and slammed it as she entered.
"I can tell you what your obsession is for honking like that. You don't know it bothers the neighbors in the area!!"
"Don't look at me," he says to her.
Directing her angry gaze at Yami, Sayaka only sees what Yami wrote in the notebook that kept hitting him.
Put Put!!
[I want chocolate chip ice cream, I want it!]
"You are not its owner, it controls it.
Saying that Sayaka, Javier started the car.
"Don't treat her like a pet Sasa-chan, she's a human being.
"Ah, the person says he is a God and cannot control a person's actions. No, that's not true, you want to upset me, right?
"I don't know what you're talking about, whew, whew, I went.
Showing feigned ignorance, he continued driving. Sayaka in the backseat rolled her eyes in annoyance and began to take in the scenery while Yami enjoyed the fresh air.
Stopping in the parking lot to buy Yami's much-desired ice cream, Javier got out alone and went into the mini-market.
[Squeak]
A few seconds after Javier entered, the sound of skidding tires against the pavement was heard in unison with the noise of motorcycle engines.
Sayaka and Yami, who turned their gaze towards the noise, smelling of burning rubber, saw two motorcycles with four passengers wearing helmets hurrying into the store.