Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 686

The Meditation Cushion was woven from straw and speckled with mildew from years in the dark.

Silence stretched in the room.

Wesley watched Alaric's face nervously. But the young man merely paused before eagerly opening the second box.

It contained a Wooden Fish.

More silence.

Alaric looked from the cushion to the wooden instrument. When the third box revealed copies of The Heart, Diamond, and Infinite Life Sutras, he finally let out a helpless laugh.

He practiced at St. Helorian Chapel, not Indra Monastery. His discipline was about cultivating the mind and body, not taking holy vows.

"Clean up the cushion," Alaric ordered, picking up the talisman from the desk.

This was Vivienne's "Get Well" Amulet, the homecoming gift she had given him when he first returned to the Obsidian Estate. If memory served, she claimed to have drawn it herself.

A ripple of warmth touched Alaric's heart. He gently brushed the fine dust off the paper. She had cared in the beginning. It was only his own ruthless demeanor that had eventually driven her away.

She drew this herself? What was it?

Curiosity getting the better of him, Alaric unfolded the corners of the talisman.

Scrawled across the yellowed paper in bold letters was a clear message: BACK OFF!

He stared at it, utterly speechless.

*

Meanwhile, over at Blackbriar Wing.

White sheer curtains fluttered in the breeze. A phone vibrated relentlessly on the nightstand.

A long, elegant hand reached out and tapped the screen. A drop of water from his damp hair fell onto the glass, blurring the harsh insult glaring back at him.

That bastard.

[Don't forget our deal, you little bastard.]

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