Klein took his time doing house chores before leaving the house. Wearing a casual shirt and a running pants, he prepared to leave the house.
Just as he was about to open the door, a silhouette of a woman flashed in his eyes. It was one of the abilities he acquired by being an Angel beyonder of the seer pathway, he can see the glimpse of the future without even doing a divination.
Seeing the silhouette of the woman, Klein froze.
He immediately opened the door, and found a girl in front of a door, she was about to open the door.
Witnessing this scene, Klein felt his heart thumping.
The noticed Klein's presence as she look into his direction, and their eyes met.
However Klein felt his eyes blurring, a scene replaying in front of him. It was him having a conversation with a girl inside her room. The girl was sitting in a desk with a pen in her hand. And the scene shattered, pulling Klein back into reality.
With a hoarse voice, he spoke:
"...the magician?"
It was a ridiculous statement. Who in the world would have this name?
But this is purely based in Klein's shattered memory. He didn't know if she knew him or not, but confirming it was one of his goals.
He wants to regain his memory.
The woman was clearly confused by the words that escaped Klein's mouth. With a frowned she asked:
"Excuse me? Do I know you?"
Klein analyzed the reaction of the woman and found out that she showed no sign of any reaction from what he called her. Now he felt rather embarrassed.
"I'm sorry. I just thought that you look like the magician girl in my hometown, in Intis." He said as he controlled his expression to show an embarrassed expression.
Hearing what Klein said, the women expressed an expression of understanding.
"Oh. Are perhaps a relative of the owner of that room?"
Klein's expression didn't changed as he immediately answered:
"Yes. He told me to stay here for a few days since he will be assigned into one their company branch in Trier."
If others were to listen to what Klein said, then they wouldn't suspect that Klein is lying. After all, he has the eloquence of the best swindler in the world, together with the power to control his facial expression, everything that comes into his mouth felt like it was true.
But the owner of this apartment room wasn't his relative or anything, he just opened the door and barged his way in. He was poor, so he has no choice.
Being poor despite being called an angel is definitely an insult to other angels, if they even exist in this world.
The woman nod and didn't said anything. She entered the door and gave Klein a final glance before she close the door.
Klein's gaze was glued into the woman as he stand rooted on the ground. He felt that he should do something, but he couldn't.
She felt so familiar yet so foreign at the same time.
He woke up from his revere and closed the door. He walked silently down the stairs, silently and slowly.
He was planning on gathering intel and marionettes as well as avatars.