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"Do I really have to do this?" Zephyr couldn't help but mutter as he moved a stack of books on a table in the library.
[It is the most cost-effective way to obtain information.]
"I get it, but why do I need this? And why do you need information about physiology anyway? Didn't you say you have information about my body?" Zephyr, preoccupied with the books, spoke in frustration.
[It is easier to find direction from other sources to increase my substance in information.]
Zephyr sighed at Nix's words, his eyes scanning the scattered books near himself. Ranging from math, physics, and science—yet from all those books, only one caught his attention: 'Origin of Martial Arts ~ Law of the Animal', a book that Nix had told him to get, explaining how it would help with understanding movement, not only because it was created by humans, but because of its nature and the belief that it would help Nix learn more about using the human body effectively to bring damage to another.
"How accurate is it?" Zephyr's words carried curiosity as his eyes lingered on the book's cover. Its dark black leather and golden-worded outline looked too mysterious, or in a way, too ancient.
[About 40%.] Nix's voice caught Zephyr off guard. A book that looked so promising was only 40% accurate. "What a complete scam," he muttered.
[Not precisely.] Nix's words cut in. [60% of the inaccuracy, although false, still holds solid theory. Like the prediction that if the size of the praying mantis was increased to that of a human, it would be the most dangerous living thing on the planet, and how humans can obtain an ounce of its power by mimicking its move set—those theories are false and don't prove effective. However, they do have an ounce of truth. Copying its movements won't grant its power, but the way it controls its body with instant speed could increase agility, since it mostly prioritizes its arms when dealing with prey.]
"Man, this feels like an info dump," Zephyr said.
[Tell me about it.] Nix's voice made Zephyr chuckle slightly as he laid his head on the desk and unknowingly drifted to sleep.
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"Sir… ahm, sir," a woman spoke as she nudged his shoulder, waking him with the first tap.
Zephyr's blue eyes widened as they met hers. Looking at the view behind her—he noticed it had become very dark. The woman, as if mesmerized by their color, stared with a stunned expression. Then, as if by sign, his drool snapped her out of her frenzy.
"Sorry, sir, we are closing," she said, her once-polite voice growing faint, as if taking in his figure, her words slowing as if she didn't want her sentence to end, as if she didn't want to stop seeing him.
"No, it's cool," Zephyr said swiftly, standing and heading to the door. "Why the fuck didn't you wake me up?" he questioned, his voice tinged with embarrassment. "And she was hot, man, fuck!" his inner thoughts shouted. But then he stopped, his hand still holding the door he had opened. [Yep.] Nix's voice said only one word, as Zephyr's mind latched onto one important thing he had mindlessly forgotten: "I am hot."
With that, his hand paused from pushing the door further, his body turning back, his eyes locking on the girl now packing up the books he had once read.
Her white hair flowed long, covering most of her upper back. Her dress resembled flowers, and her short body stood in a stance that let her hair hang over her shoulder.
For the first time since his past life, Zephyr felt a feeling he had long since forgotten, a feeling that reminded him of unpleasant memories—the feeling of fear—the fear of rejection.
"Do I have to do this?" Zephyr's voice rang within, his heart rising in beats.
[Yes, it is very important that you maintain and develop relationships with humans. If not, your mental state will only collapse. But this was unexpected.] Nix spoke, confusing Zephyr with its words.
[When you had a conversation with other female sexes, like Emma or the girl at the diner, your emotional levels didn't experience such a change, and yet here we are.]
"Is it a bad thing?" he asked, his heart preventing him from taking any steps.
[No, in fact, it is good—too good, if I am to add. It is too human, and honestly, kinda funny.]
"Then tell me, what do I do?" he asked, his voice betraying any confidence.
[I have no idea.] Nix spoke as Zephyr muttered, "Fuck," and moved forward, fighting the force holding him back, quickening his pace.
Standing six feet away, he lightly tapped her shoulder, causing her to jump in shock. Her hands turned the books as she swiftly pointed them at him. Once her face met his, red marks began to appear on both of her cheeks, faint but visible.
Her hands, holding the books pointed at Zephyr, proved too heavy to keep aloft, and her fingers let go, letting them drop to the floor.
Zephyr couldn't help but laugh, and she shared the same expression.
"I'm so sorry," he said, bending down to pick up the fallen books.
"No, it's okay," she replied, also bending to gather another section of what had fallen.
"What are you studying?" she asked, her gaze falling on the books in her hands, one on psychology and the other a detailed explanation of the human skeleton.
"Oh… nothing really," Zephyr said, his gaze refusing to meet hers.
Rising from the cold floor, he extended his hand to her bent figure. She smiled, accepting it gracefully, and dropped the books on the table where they had once been placed.
"So, Mr. Sleepy, what can I do for you?" she asked, her once-blushing self replaced with a playful grin.
"Uhm," Zephyr hesitated, his gaze meeting her blue, almost green, reflective eyes. His heart skipped a beat. "Your number," he coughed out, his words faint, as if refusing to emerge. "Can I get your number?" he clarified, as her face turned red, faint enough for Zephyr not to notice.
The girl began to walk away. This struck Zephyr's heart deeply; he felt as if his heart was being torn out. His gaze lacked the strength to follow her leaving body as she moved behind him, leaving the books she had been holding as if his presence disturbed her once-peaceful job.
But she spoke, "Sorry, but… I don't give out my number like that." Her words cut deep. Zephyr felt it would have been better if she had just left. "But if you come back tomorrow, I'll think about it," she added, her words restoring the beat that had frozen his heart. Then she was gone, leaving him with the comfort of books on the still table, the darkness outside the building, and the wonder of her words.
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Lying on the bed with his eyes open, Zephyr's mind found no comfort in sleep, thinking only of the woman with hair so white, eyes green and light. Then it hit.
It struck him so hard that he shot his head upward in haste. His hands clutched his hair as he realized the mistake. "I didn't ask her for her name," his voice rumbled. "Fuck… Fuck, Fuck, Fuck," he voiced, hitting his head and falling back onto the bed.
[I mean, you are still stupid.] Nix interrupted. [I told you to interact—not fall in love. But hopefully, that will change after the next knowledge fusion.]
"Wait, wha—" Zephyr's words were cut short as a vast amount of information flooded his memory. Equations, knowledge, and understanding, all memorized and absorbed within a fraction of a second.
"Shit!"
[Yep.] Nix spoke, its voice sounding rather too taunting for a system—a feeling as if it was enjoying it.
And then the nighttime grew dark, leaving vast amounts of information in a person's being, leaving a non-human seeping in bed.
Leaving monster to come. Leaving destroyer of worlds.
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Ok let's start with this. The reason he was feeling like this was because he was attracted to her, and that feeling is really dominant in every one of us no matter how smooth you are lol. Hope you understand by boii lol