Throwing those thoughts out of his head, he's doing well enough as it is. So there's no need to worry, right now he needs to prepare for the most immediate problem called "Sword Princess." And even, possibly Lefiya, but she's not as significant a problem as Aiz.
After all, she spends quite a bit of time with Kopii. When my plan is successful, that I'm still the same, I'll need to do everything I can to get her into bed.
But the more he thought about it, the more he realized: he's quite the paranoid one. After all, if you think about it logically, why should they think that it's not him? Why should they have thoughts that it's not Kopii, but someone else? It's not like they encounter that often in life. But I know that there's a one in a million chance in general. But I only see it in books. And my case… and that's it.
So, maybe I should just give up and do nothing, and just go with the flow and stop worrying? Starting to relax fully, suddenly his face jumps up, filled with tension.
But what if they do figure it out? What will they do then? And really, what will they do? They won't kill me, will they… Probably, – he thought, hoping for the best outcome.
Well, okay, I still have time.
He said to himself. Loneliness was affecting him badly. He was thinking too much. He understood that it wasn't that bad, but filling his head with useless thoughts that could lead him to a different outcome of events, – wasn't worth it. It's better if he sticks to the plan that he's planned for a long time. He thought, not seeing the point of changing anything in his tactics. It's better if he overestimates his enemies and spends more time preparing than underestimate the enemy and regrets it for the rest of his life.
So he went to prepare for the Aiz reception. Taking a book and a knife, he began to cut carrots.
"F*ck, why am I cutting them?"
Due to inattention, he didn't notice how the page turned. And from that moment on, he started cooking incorrectly. Which quite strongly pissed him off.
"Couldn't you buy a picture book, you b*tch!"
Bang.
Throwing the book at the wall from restrained anger.
Of course, his words flew into the void. He stared with an expressionless gaze at the book, which somehow miraculously remained unharmed.
He understood what he needed to start with so that Aiz wouldn't suspect anything. And this is what they have very much in common – cooking.
The cooking of Kane and Kopii didn't differ so much in taste, but differed greatly in time. Kane needed more time, but, of course, if preparing a complex dish, for example, scrambled eggs, they would prepare the same. But this was part of the problem.
The second mother of the problem was to come up with a training plan for Aiz so that her cooking skills would improve neither quickly nor slowly.
So he had no choice but to pick up the book and start cooking again to reduce the time. So, calming his heart as best he could, he began to prepare a new dish.
And he simply threw this failed experiment into the trash.
The more he cooked, the more he thought about Aiz, about her weaknesses and strengths. And Kane realized one truth: Kopii wasn't as stupid as he thought. He wanted to f*ck her right away even for an exchange of information, which could lead to quite strong consequences.
Kopii went down a different path – through the stomach. While he taught her to cook, and she taught him to fight. Unconsciously getting closer…
"How clever," he smirked, looking at Kopii in a new light. Still, he's not as stupid as he knew, or he was doing it unconsciously. Which was also possible.
In other words, Kopii, without realizing it, laid the foundation – a fragile, but foundation on the way to f*cking Aiz. But he wasn't so happy about it, because one mistake – and the whole foundation will simply break into small pieces. And broken foundation is very difficult to restore than to create a new one. But the point is that the foundation is created only once.
So he will be very careful, because the reward was worth waiting for.
Ahaha.
Sniff. Sniff.
What's that?
Oh.
He was so immersed in his thoughts that he didn't notice how his finger started to burn. If it weren't for the smell, he wouldn't have noticed it. But his thoughts quickly returned to what he would do when he won, completely forgetting what had just happened – like a simple trifle, which it really was for him.
Time later.
Having practiced cooking a lot, he got bored, and he decided to refresh himself. And, of course, for him fresh air is the blood of fallen enemies. So he went to the dungeon. But on the way, he met a woman who seemed very familiar to him.
At first, he thought his imagination was playing tricks.
Bang.
"Oh, how could that be?"
Kane squinted at the item she dropped. He didn't hear what she mumbled to herself, but, after examining the item better, he realized: it was an amulet of familiar engraving, very familiar.
"Are you looking for something special?"
"I'm looking for… something that will change my life."
"In Orario everyone is looking for change, boy. But not everyone is ready to pay the price."
"I… don't know."
"I am ready."
"This is the amulet of choice."
"Are you looking for something, boy?"
"I… am looking for a path."
"Paths are different. Some lead to glory, others – to doom. And you, boy, which path will you choose?"
"Which one will I choose?" – Kane whispered to himself, looking carefully at the woman, without looking away for a second. He remembered scraps of words from the past. Back then, when there Kopii at the peak of innocence and childish curiosity, on the same day, they disappeared. Deep down, it caused anger – a quiet anger that was ready to burst out at any second.
He watched as the woman walked into the crowd, but he did not waste any more time and followed her. He will also find that man. And make him pay for everything they did in the past.
Kane was one hundred percent confident in his abilities, because if they were strong, they wouldn't have to do such a useless thing as robbing newbies in Orario of money.
He kept a fairly strong distance between him and her – in case of unforeseen circumstances. Suddenly someone might notice that he is stalking a woman – they would definitely think wrong about him. But, of course, the chance of this was not so high, but it was not equal to zero. So he didn't relax for a second.
"Hey! Kopii!"
"Kopii!"
Kane didn't pay attention to how someone was calling him, he didn't even hear it, he was completely focused on that woman, until someone tugged at his hand. Kane's gaze quickly fell on the one who dared to disturb him. And he saw a cute girl.
…
"Kopii."
Waving his hand in front of Kane's face, he finally came to his senses and spoke:
"Oh, what a sight!" – he smiled, turning completely to her. – "You are as beautiful as ever, Cyr."
Because of my words, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and her gaze immediately lowered to the floor.
"N-no, I… you're exaggerating!" – she babbled.
But Kane didn't notice it, didn't hear it. His gaze darted through the crowd in search of that woman, but no matter how he looked, he could not find her. Which caused mixed feelings deep inside.
"Gone," – Kane whispered, thinking that no one would hear him, but it was not so.
"Gone?" – looking questioningly at Kane. – "Who's gone?"
Kane looked at her questioningly.
"Well… um… I don't know."
"…"
"…"
"Oh, you went grocery shopping?"
"Huh? Yes."
"Let me help," – extending his hand to take the package, but she quickly turned away, not letting him do that.
"I'll do it myself."