Extra Pages: The Author's Odyssey
Chapter 115: Old Thoughts

I took out one [Mana recovery potion] and one [healing potion] and drank both of them together.

"Yuk, is there no sweet potion, why is there only a bitter potion?" I muttered to myself as I drank the potion Isla made for me.

Just as I drank the high-quality level potion, I could feel my mana refilling and all the wounds I had received were not on my body anymore.

[6:00 p.m.]

I glance at the time on my phone, I have to teach the mansion before 7 pm, so I have an hour left.

"What I'm going to do with these guys?" All of them are unconscious, I know for sure that all of their bones are broken now. They will be in a hell of pain when they wake up.

"Who cares? They are the ones who started fighting me first." saying that I left the dark ally and was out of the black market in a few minutes.

***

At 6:40 pm I stepped inside the mansion, I could not see anyone from my class as the whole lobby was only and mostly filled with gusts.

I already have received my room key so without pausing a second I started to walk toward my room.

Along the way, I couldn't help but admire the luxurious place. The insides of the building were decorated with exquisite paintings and statues. Covering the floor was a nice red carpet that felt extremely soft to the touch.

Next to the windows were red curtains that had a lighter pigmentation compared to the carpet, giving it a sharp and pleasing contrast.

-Click!

After navigating the long corridors, I arrived at my apartment and opened the door.

I decided to take a quick shower to remove all of the sweat that had accumulated on my body.

-Pomf!

After taking a quick shower, I slumped on the large bed in my room and closed my eyes. I needed to sort my thoughts which had been a mess since the start of the trip.

'Four days…'

That's how long I had before the big event was going to happen.

To tell you the truth I don't care about the lives of other people, I'm doing all of this hassle because I don't want to die.

I'm not a nobleman with high morals if you want someone like that there is Adrian.

I'm just a regular Author who died and with some strange string of fate transmigrated into my novel.

I'm scared here, I want to go back to my real home, to my real parents but I know that is impossible now.

A fun fact is I started to forget my real parents' faces all I was left with was a rough outline of their faces in my head.

"Ah, I want to see you, Mom."

my voice trembled from the deep sincerity in my heart.

I hoped she was healthy. I hoped she was getting along with Dad.

Once I began to think along this line, it just didn't seem to end.

"...Huu."

I wiped my reddened eyes and stood up. It's all in the past now.

In this world, I have 'New' parents and a little sister too. I don't want to acknowledge any of them but I can't do that either, because of the 'original' Lucas emotions.

Whenever I tried to think they were not my parent my heart started to throb in pain.

Sometimes I wish that if I had skills that could eress emotions it would be great for me.

But I don't know any skills that can do that. Who knows? Maybe in future, I will have one.

I thought so as I Looked outside the window, at the star-filled sky, I thought

'…maybe transmigrating here was just as much of a blessing as it was a curse.'

***

After calming down a bit, I decided to head downstairs where we would have lunch.

In the end, hunger got the best of me.

Soon I could hear the sound of a lot of people laughing and chatting. The closer I got, the louder the sounds became.

Turning left, I soon found myself inside an enormous hall.

Many students were there in not their school uniform, waiter with a full plate of drinks going was serving everyone.

A smirk came to my face as my eyes paused on one particular student. I walked toward him and soon enough I reached where he was standing.

I placed my hands on his shoulder and said,

"How are you, Sunny?"

He flinched as he heard my voice. Slowly but surely he turned his head back toward me, there was not any scratch left on his face from the beating I gave him in the afternoon.

"L-Lucas bro, W-What are you doing here?"

Sunny fumbled on his words, his face started to turn pale and he was avoiding my gaze.

"What do you mean? I'm here to eat dinner." I raised one of my eyebrows as I asked him.

"R-Right O-Of course you are here eat lunch, hehe."

"Geez Sunny you don't have to be scared of me. I'm not going to eat you and if it's about this afternoon then I forgive."

I already have given him enough beating, I'm sure he will never try something like that with me again.

Sigh

Sunny let out a sigh of relief as he heard my words and said,

"Thanks, Lucas bro and sorry about what happened earlier."

"Yeah, Yeah. I get it so please stop it."

"Anyway where did you go this afternoon?" Sunny asked me as he drank one of those drinks that waiters were serving earlier.

"Just take a walk around Silva City, enjoying its view. What about you? Did you visit any places " I gave a short but t solid excuse.

A large grin spread on his dumb face as he heard my question.

'Shit I shouldn't ask that.' But it's too late for any regrets.

Sunny came a little close to me and said,

"Bro, your brother lost his V-card today."

Great, I can't help but feel ashamed of myself. Why? It's simple really, I haven't lost my V-card not in my old world and not in my current world.

"Let's eat."

"What? Lucas bro?..."

Saying that I started to walk toward the tables where the food was.