Klein picked himself in his room and drew a wall of spirituality with the silver dagger he had applied for from the Nighthawks and sealed his room so that Benson and Melissa would not wake up and check up on him.
After that, he took 4 steps counter clockwise while chanting the incantation and entered the grey fog.
The half crazy voices swirled all around him and Klein tried not to listen to them and lose control. Then he found himself in the familiar expanse of the mysterious palace above the grey fog. He looked up and saw that the star representing Ms. Justice was glowing just like he had seen from his ring!
Klein carefully spread out his spirituality towards the deep redness.
The moment the two made contact, he felt a hum in his head. He saw a blurry and distorted scene and heard the illusory but stacked voice of prayers.
"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era;
"You are the mysterious ruler above the gray fog;
"You are the King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck;
"I pray for your help.
"I pray for your loving grace.
"I pray for you to give me a good dream.
"I pray for you to give me a good dream.
"I pray for you to give me a good dream."
The female voice resounded constantly in an intermittent fashion. Klein's psyche turned more irritable and chaotic. It was akin to listening to someone upstairs pounding on the floor when he had just fallen asleep.
He repressed his emotions and used Cogitation to calm the urge. He carefully discerned the blurry scene that appeared before him.
It was a girl dressed in white robes. She had a head of beautiful golden hair. She was standing before four flickering flames, her head lowered as she kept chanting.
From the distorted image, Klein barely recognized her to be Miss Justice!
At this point, he confirmed that the ritual incantation he had created could precisely point towards the gray fog, towards him!
This gave him a huge sense of achievement, going from nothing to having something.
I won't praise myself for being awesome… Klein's mood turned for the better. He felt that the pleading voice that echoed in his ears like a buzzing fly was now acceptable.
After responding to both Ms. Justice and The Hanged Man's prayers, the later he had just chanced upon. Klein leaned back on his chair with a satisfied smile. He had gotten a better understanding of this space! Although he wasn't able to directly access the powers of the grey fof in the real world even with the ring as he had hoped- that much was being a bit too greedy and power hungry.
Klein looked back at the ring on his finger and suddenly wondered what Amon would be doing right now. Probably getting ready to go back to bed...
He suddenly remembered how he had shoved off Amon and had rejected him in the morning...
A new wave of guilt washed over him as he pursed his lips and slightly tapped the ring on his finger- maki g the ring glow and project a scene in front of him.
Klein looked at the 'screen' light up and the vague figure of a man conjure up. After a few seconds the laziness completely went away- and what was left was the image of a... naked Amon getting ready to enter the bath.
Klein quickly shut down the image and exited the grey fog with burning ears.
He broke the wall of spirituality around him and jumped onto his bed face furst- trying to hurt his blushing face into the pillow and hopefully suffocating himself to death.
He had seen a completely Amon! And this time without any underwear as well!
He had peeped on Amon while the man was naked and entering the bathtub!
Scum!
Trash!
Pervert!
But... hadn't Amon told him that morning that he didn't mind Klein being a pervert for him-
No!
Stop!
Klein forcefully made his body go to sleep with the help of cognition.
The following day, Klein went early for his job at the Blackthorn Security Company after which he immediately went with Old Neil fo the underground black market where Old Neil paid back his debt and Klein was able to buy some silver accessories to try to make his own amulets and save his money. On the way he had even found someone buying materials for the Spectator portion but paid it no mind.
Finally, he reached back home and complimented Melissa on her new dress, talked with Benson a bit and went to sleep after getting a warning from the police fo keep an eye our for instigator Tris.
I didn't meet Amon the entire day... Klein sighed.
Of course he was only thinking about this because he wanted to ask Amon about what had caused him to go to sleep for so long as well as his connection to the Amon Family. That's it. Nothing more. Totally nor because he was missing the man or anything.
("Is this what the internet calls 'tsunderes'?")
Well, he was busy the entire day with both his job and getting showed around the black market by Old Neil, but Amon hadn't even visited him during his lunch hours... was Amon mad? Of course he would be... Klein had practically been rejecting him left and right except for that date and refusing to be intimate with Amon.
Wasn't this the same approach as those toxic lovers took? The hot and cold method where they acted really sweet and loving one time and cold and distant the other times, making their lover break down and become mentally dependent to on them?!
Klein vowed that he would talk to Amon the next day properly!
He really hoped the next wouldn't be as hectic as this one...
He shouldn't have hoped that.
He totally jinxed it!
The Sealed artifact 2-049 belonging to the ancient Antigonus family arrived in Tingen, and with its help and some others on his team and the Mandated Punishers, they were finally able to track Ray Beiber.
What followed was Klein finally seeing a beyonder completely lose control getting shot to death by Leonard, and Klein himself killing the suspected sequence 7 Seer with the help of the grey fog and the Antigonus puppet.
After that, he was fir ally invited as a formal member of the Nighthawks by captain Dunn, whic he readily accepted, both for the increased money and for his goal to find out more about mysticism and the rpsecret order in order to find a way back home.
After that, his hand was then grabbed by a fucking corpse!
There should be limit to how much action a normal inexperience person like Klein should be able to experience in one single day!!!
Klein sighed and walked towards Dunn, "Are Mr. Aiur and the others resting?"
Dunn nodded and said, "Aiur and Borgia are at Saint Selena Cathedral. Lorotta is probably looking for a coffee shop."
"Coffee shop? Madam Lorotta hasn't recovered from her injuries, right?" Klein asked in surprise.
Dunn massaged his nose bridge and said with a laugh, "Lorotta has three hobbies—coffee, dessert, and maidservants. She says she needs these three things to speed up her recovery."
"Maidservants?" Klein asked, perplexed.
Does Madam Lorotta have a particular fetish?
Dunn shook his head helplessly and said, "She likes maidservants. Yeah, that's right. Furthermore, she likes ones with big breasts."
"…She sure is weird." Klein had no idea what kind of expression he should show in response.
Then, in mind, he imaged an Amon wearing a frilly black and white dress-
STOP!
Klein shook his head repeatedly to forget that scene.
("Gotta report this to the entity~"
"Is he going to use this in his next 'play'?! I'm excited!"
"If Klein chickens out again, we can have the entity all by ourselves!")
"Old man, I sense that these clones are talking with themselves again," Leonard casually pointed out under his breath from the corner of the room, "What are they talking about?"
[Trust me... you do NOT want to know that.] Pallez, who could hear the worms of time talking about maids and lingerie said in a shaken voice.
"..."
There are the some things that make it more easier for you to get polluted the more you know...
Klein observed Leonard in the corner of the room wearing a constipated face, "Captain, Leonard is acting weird again, is this what you called the warning signs of losing control?"
Klein, who had gotten an early leave due to what had happened that day, but wasn't yet that exhausted dir to the ring's rejuvenating powers, took a carriage to Amon's mansion as planned the night prior.
"Amon, I'm home." Klein announced as he entered the home like usual, taking off his over coat and top hat like clockwork. He was still feeling a but jittery from having directly been involved with two lives taken today and from the disgusting corpse holding his hand experience.
"Welcome back~!" Amon shouted back as be came running from some room and hugged Klein. "You came back early today? Did something happen at work?"
"Hm," Klein patted Amon's back as he enjoyed the warmth all around him from Amon's hug, "We caught one of the suspects we wanted and even got back an item that we were searching for. Due to my involvement and help- I even got a promotion!" Klein announced happily.
"That's good, now did something else happen? You still seem a bit tense..." Amon asked worriedly as he walked Klein to the sofa in the locing room.
Of course he can tell that my mind is a bit haywire right now... Klein smiled in his mind. It felt really good to have someone understand you so deeply like this. No words needed ro be said to show that he needed help.
("Its because we can read your mind idiot,"
"Stop calling our husband idiot!"
"He literally tried calling our date that day where we kissed him, as bros hanging out!"
"Okay yea, he is kind of an idiot.")
"Since I had accidentally gotten myself involved in the case... I was in the front lines and had to kill another person." Klein sighed as he hugged Amon tighter. "After that, I even had to see a corpse getting studied by one of my colleagues..."
"That must have been tough," Amon patted his kitten's soft fluffy head. "You can stay here with me for as long as you want!"
"By the way, I've been meaning to ask. What happened that day?" Klein asked worriedly, "I found you practically in a coma..."
Amon thought for a moment before explaining, "It's a... kind of medical condition."
Klein's eyes widened, "Is it life threatening? Do you need a doctor?" He knew of that mysterious Apothecary man who could make miraculous medicines!
"No, its not life threatening yet," Amon smiled as he kept petting his worried kitten with great affection, "There's no need for any doctors."
Yet...
Klein didn't like that word at all.
Seeing that Klein was still wearing g that concerned look on his facem Amon chuckled and pinched Klein's cheeks, "Dont worry, when it becomes worse, I'll just find my brother to relieve my symptoms."
Amon said when and not if... so the condition is really getting worse...
"Your brother is a doctor?" Klein instead asked, it was finally the time to bring the topic naturally to Amon's family!
"Yes, he's the best doctor in his field, he got his skills from our father." More like got his uniqueness from their father.
Best doctor... is it the extraordinary kind? Klein stopped himself from saying. Even if Amon's brother was a beyonder, there was a high chance that he had kept it from Amon like Klein himself had kept it from his siblings for their own safety. And like how Ms. Justice had just became a beyonder without her family knowing of it. He didn't want to invole Amon on the matters of the extraordinaries... he had himself seen how truly dangerous the world of extraordinaries was today.
"Speaking of... I was just reviewing some of my history notes of the fourth epoch due to my job as a history consultant, and I came across the name Amon family." Klein carefully approached the topic, "Is it related to you?"
"Yes," Amon smiled as he played with Klein's hair. He didn't elaborate any further.
Ah...
Klein had expected Amon to explain and elaborate more about this topic... Amon didn't seem like the kind of person to hold back information like this... was it because he was afraid that Klein would abandon him and notify the church? No, Amon acted too devoted to him for that to be the case. Was it his belief that this information would lead Klein to some sort of danger?
"Didn't you say that your mansion has a library with old records about your family? The case my company recently cracked had something to do with the fourth epoch, and as you know I like researching about history and stuff..."
"Alright." Amon agreed even before Klein could ask.
"Really?" Klein asked with wide eyes. From the avoidance he had shown before about elaborating about his family further, he had not expected him to he granted permission so easily.
"Why not? Also I seem to remember that I already told you that you can read the things in my library."
"Yeah... you did say that..." Klein sighed.
Well, from this Klein got the answer that Amon was probably not that interested in his family's history. This also meant that the few doubts he had come up with about Amon being an extraordinary person were also scratched out.
How could someone who knew the importance of those families and their value in those historical notes so easily give them to his finace to read?
Either Amon was just too casual about this information, or that he was a normal person not involved with the mysticm world.
It was most probably the latter.
Klein nodded to himself with a smile.
"I'll go prepare dinner while you can go explore the library okay?" Amon kissed Klein's ear.
"Hm." Klein blushed.
This domestic environment... he didn't hate it.