This wonderful day continued in the dressing room, with Rem picking out a butler attire, while Ram and Xeno stood to the side.
Before his job even started, he was already facing a new problem—none of the uniforms fit him. They were either too tight or too big for him.
Xeno: "Sigh, that's the last one, isn't it?" He almost regretted picking this job already. Never in his life did he think having an athletic build would cause this. And the one he was wearing was too big for him.
Rem: "Our deepest apologies, sir. I mean, Xeno." She hastily corrected herself.
Ram: "Our deepest apologies, sir. I mean, Xeno." She spoke after her sister.
Xeno: "Riggght, moving on—what are we going to do about this? I can't exactly go around wearing oversized clothes."
Rem: "I shall take your measurements in that case. Now stand still and keep your back straight."
She pulled out something Xeno didn't remember the name of and began measuring him.
Xeno: "When am I going to get a tour of this place?" Glancing at Ram, he said.
Ram: "Under Lord Roswaal's instructions, I'm to give a tour of this place. After Rem is done, we shall begin immediately."
Xeno: "Goody." he said with absolutely zero enthusiasm.
Ram: "Before that, Ram must advise you that your actions directly reflect on Lord Roswaal himself. So be on your best behaviour and try not to ruin his reputation." She was unusually serious about this.
Xeno: "Yes, mom. Anything else?" You could just feel the sarcasm in his voice.
Ram: "If I was your mother, I would have been sorely disappointed in you." She fired straight back.
...
And thus the tour started, and it was horrible. Ram simply showed him the rooms he needed to remember and nothing else. She wouldn't even let Xeno ask any questions. She did the bare minimum that was required of her
Reaching the final room of the tour, Ram turned to Xeno.
Ram: "And this is the lavatory." said Ram, providing no further information about the place. Truly such a good tour guide.
Xeno: "Wow." Then again, the tourist wasn't much better. After a while of this bare minimum tour, he took a page out of Ram's book and defaulted his response to "Wow" or "Oh."
Ram: "Now that the tour's over, do you have any questions?—"
Xeno: "I—"
Ram: "No, excellent. We can put you to work now. You have a lot to get done today." She cut off Xeno before he could even say anything.
Xeno: "Sigh, whatever. So what's on the agenda today?"
Ram: "Today's housework includes tending to the front yard and garden, helping to prepare lunch, polishing the silver, airing the futon, doing the laundry, cleaning the bathroom, completing the mansion's monthly soot cleaning—" she went on and on for a solid minute.
Yep, Xeno completely regrets ever choosing this job. Just hearing the abundant amount of tasks gave him a headache.
Ram: "And Ram will be overseeing you while you work." While this wasn't strange—a senior teaching a junior—but unknown to Ram, Xeno is even lazier than her.
A lazy man like him instantly recognized her tactics, and he already found a plan to out slack, her.
Xeno: 'Screw responsible… it's time to abuse my powers.'
One of Xeno's few talents was his ability to work as little as possible while getting the most done. If Ram was good at it, then Xeno was a master.
And so began his track of doing exactly that. He abused Envy for everything. Using his creativity, he figured out he could control any object he created to breeze through the tasks.
Creating dark purple shears, he trimmed 80% of the yard and garden while doing 20% of it himself, only to not get bored and actually learn how to do it.
Next, he manifested dark purple arms from his body that polished the silver and aired the futons. He did the same as he did before.
Throughout all of this, Ram was dumbfounded. While Emilia had told everyone about Xeno's ability, seeing it in person was a different experience.
After a moment of observation, she noticed two details.
Ram: 'His eyes changed colour the moment he started using his ability. Does that mean his red eyes also hold some power unknown to us?'
Ram: 'Then there's the fact… these constructs… some of them just feel… off. Looking at some of them just makes me feel… uncomfortable and angry. Why?' She narrowed her eyes in suspicion.
Xeno: "Hey, Ram, stop brooding. I'm done, let's go."
His words snapped Ram out of her thoughts.
Ram: "Ram wasn't 'brewoding' . She was astonished by your subpar work ethics."
Xeno: "Whatever you say, kettle. Let's move on."
It's time for laundry—everyone's favorite chore. Xeno didn't use Envy for this, seeing it as a waste. While mindlessly scrubbing, his mind wandered off.
Xeno: 'What else can I do with Envy? I don't think I'm reaching its full potential. Then there's its glaring weakness—I can't keep making new and new constructs; it'll just deplete my supply. I need something that helps me attack, defend, and move around permanently—and easy to use.'
While he was thinking about how to solve this dilemma, he glanced at what he was currently washing.
He stopped, his pupils vanishing.
In his hands were a pair of white, pink, and blue panties. It didn't take a genius to figure out who these belonged to. Holding up the pink panties. He honestly wondered.
Xeno: 'The hell is wrong with Ram.'
Speak the name of the devil and she shall arrive—and arrive she did, at the scene of Xeno holding her panties in the air.
Ram: "Pervert." She said decisively.
Xeno: "You're the pervert, giving me your darn underwear to wash."
Ram: "You should be ashamed of yourself, getting excited over women's underwear. Pervert." She was like a hawk—once she saw the opportunity to mock someone, she relentlessly stuck until the target's dignity was but rubble.
...
After a few exchanges between the two, they moved on to breakfast. Xeno was peeling the skin off a potato—or whatever they called it here.
Xeno was hyper-focused on peeling the potato with a knife, going painfully slow out of fear of cutting himself. He even wrapped bandages around his arms. At the rate he was going, it'll take five minutes to peel it.
Ram: "You get zero marks with a knife. A child could do better than you. In fact, your own ability is doing better than you." She mocked, but Xeno was too focused to care.
Buuut if you zoom out, you'll see five arms doing various things—cutting, peeling, and mixing at a much better rate than Xeno.
Seeing this, both sisters nodded to each other, plotting something. They stood to the side.
Rem: "Xeno, can you take care of the pantry?"
Ram: "And the rest of the vegetables. Cut them evenly."
Rem: "Stir the soup."
Ram: "Do the eggs. Don't make a mess."
Rem: "There's a stain on the counter—clean it."
Ram: "Mix the ingredients properly."
Each time they asked him to do something, a new arm would sprout, doing exactly that—all while he remained concentrated on his task.
Creating a ridiculous scene of dark purple arms coming from various parts of Xeno, going all over the kitchen doing various things, while the man himself cautiously peeled a potato.
Ram: "Ridiculous." It was the only thing that could describe this scene.
...
After lunch, Xeno was enjoying a small break. It was during this time he noticed a very bad predicament. His Envy supply was draining faster than he could replenish it.
It seems he had overestimated how fast it could replenish. Then again, that's to be expected—Xeno is no longer in the slums, a goldmine of envy. Aside from a few exceptions, there wasn't a lot of it here.
Xeno: 'Sigh, so much for that. Oh well, I just have to play it safe.'
His purple pupils dimmed at the thought of having to try now. Though, speaking of envy, he sensed a strong aura behind a random door.
Xeno: 'This envy... that must be Beatrice. Now that I think about it, I don't think I saw that loli during lunch.'
Opening the door to the forbidden library, what he saw was—
Beatrice: "You're the best, Bubby. Your fur feels like heaven."
He walked into the scene of Beatrice rubbing her head against Puck, feeling his soft fur. Only stopping after the sound of the door opening.
Xeno: "...Am I interrupting something?"
Beatrice: "Eek!" She hid Puck behind her, acting like a child who got caught.
Xeno: "...What's even the point of doing that? Literally everyone in the mansion knows he's with you."
Beatrice: "S-Shut up, I suppose."
Puck chuckled to himself before floating out from behind Beatrice.
Puck: "Sorry about that. Though I'm surprised you even found this place."
Xeno: "Is it supposed to be hard? I found it easily the first time."
Puck: "Really? Betty, did you invite him in?"
She huffed.
Beatrice: "Not in a million years, in fact."
She looked at Xeno in annoyance.
Beatrice: "I find it aggravating that you come to disturb Betty while she is in the middle of something important, I suppose."
Xeno: "Right, I came here to ask why you didn't come to lunch. Was playing with Puck so important you forgot to eat?"
Beatrice: "Yes. Bubby is the most important thing there is."
Xeno: "That's no good. You need to eat on time, otherwise you won't grow up properly." He advised sternly.
Beatrice: "Betty is not a child, and doesn't need to eat like you humans."
Xeno: "Come on, don't be like that, Beatrice. Even if you don't need to, it's still important to sit with everyone, chat around a bit."
Beatrice: "Hmph, Betty doesn't need to waste her time with the likes of you."
Xeno: "What about dinner? Are you going to join us then?"
Beatrice: "Don't make Betty repeat herself, I suppose."
Xeno looked disappointed by her answer. So he decided to do something incredibly stupid.
Xeno: "So that's it, huh? I guess I expected too much from a shut-in like you."
Beatrice/Puck: "Shut-in?"
Seeing Beatrice catch the bait, he continued with a smirk.
Xeno: "Shut-ins are parasites that stay in their room all day, coming out only when they need to eat or bathe. That describes you perfectly, doesn't it? A shuuuuuuuuuut-in."
Beatrice clutched her fists, speaking incredulously, while Puck looked amused, sensing what Xeno was about to do.
Beatrice: "Betty is not a shut-in, in fact—"
Xeno: "You're right, I suppose. They at least come out to eat or bathe. I bet you don't do either, do you—"
He held his nose.
Xeno: "No wonder this place stinks. At least take a shower once a week."
Puck burst out laughing, while Beatrice was steaming in embarrassment.
Beatrice: "Y-You insufferable human!" she screamed indignantly, running at him ready to teach him a lesson.
Xeno: "Pffffff, catch me if you can, ya loli."
...
All in all, his first day went well today. Soon, for the first time in his miserable life, he will have friends. I bet his parents would be so proud that he finally stopped being a lazy ass and tried to make friends.
But before he went to sleep, there was one more thing that needed to be done.
Something he wasn't looking forward to.
The knocking on the door signaled the beginning of his torture session.
Xeno: 'She's here. Let's get this over with.' He sighed and went to open the door.
Behind the door was Ram, holding books, paper, and quills. Coming in, she set the things on the table.
Ram: "We'll start with this collection of children's fairy tales. Starting today, Ram will help you study every evening."
Xeno, sitting down, held no joy in his expression, but nonetheless mentally prepared himself.
Xeno: "Geeez, you're going to be my teacher? I feel so blessed." His tone automatically defaulted to sarcasm when he was with Ram.
Ram: "It's only natural since Lord Roswaal asked me to." She looked proud of herself.
Ram: "We'll start with I-glyphs for today. When you've mastered them, we'll move on to Ro-glyphs, then Ha-glyphs. Let's begin."
With a sigh, Xeno picked up the quill, holding it awkwardly as Ram taught him the basics.
After an hour of teaching, Ram had noticed a major hiccup with Xeno. It appeared that when it came to studying, he had a short attention span. His mind often drifted off.
This was troublesome, as it meant Ram had to put extra effort into teaching him.
Ram smacked Xeno on the head to make him concentrate.
Xeno: "Ouch! What was that for?"
Ram: "Pay attention. Ram doesn't like repeating herself, and if you lose focus again, I shall deal with you accordingly."
Xeno: "Okay, okay, I'll try."
Xeno: 'Getting through this is going to feel like eternity.'
Some time later, Xeno was getting fed up writing with a quill. His words looked messy and poor. Giving up, he angrily threw the quill at a wall, then used Envy to make himself a pencil, furiously writing the symbols properly this time.
Xeno: 'Much better.' He had finished his work for the day. He slouched back in his chair, relieved.
Lazily turning towards Ram—
Xeno: "Finally! Ram, I'm don—" stopping midway as he saw Ram sleeping... in his bed.
Xeno: "..."
At this scene, he was honestly tempted to throw a book at her face.
Sighing to himself, he got up and walked to Ram's sleeping form.
Xeno: 'You're lucky I'm too tired to care right now.' He gently lifted Ram into his arms, trying not to wake her up.
Xeno: 'Huh, she's lighter than I thought.'
Xeno had ventured to Rem's location, letting her handle it. Tracking her by sensing her envy, which was the second largest of everyone here.
...
Rem was overworking herself even now, making sure everything was perfect, finishing the last task for the night. She planned on checking up on her sister before moving on.
Going through the hallway, her enhanced senses heard the sound of footsteps. They were careful. This immediately sent her on alert.
Following the sound, she found the source of it. Peeking around the corner, what she saw was—
A pair of glowing purple dots resembling eyes amidst the darkness. That was the only detail Rem could make out. It moved forward, revealing something that made Rem widen her eyes in surprise.
It held her sister in its arms.
She didn't hesitate and immediately went to face this perpetrator.
Rem: "STOP! Right there." She almost brandished her morning star before stopping as the perpetrator fully stepped out, revealing it to be Xenophanes.
Rem: 'Xeno?' She tensed upon seeing him.
The man himself looked happy to see her, cheerfully walking toward her, unaware of the tension.
Xeno: "Ah, Rem, there you are. I was looking for you. Here, your sister." He presented Ram once he was within reach of her.
Rem: "Why do you have Ram in your arms?" She narrowed her eyes.
At the question, he only sighed.
Xeno: "Your dear sister was sleeping on my fricking bed. Can you believe that? Geez."
Xeno: "Anyways, here—"
He gently passed Ram into Rem's arms. Now that was done, he began leaving, waving at Rem.
Xeno: "Yawn, I'm tired. Goodnight, Rem."
The younger sister watched with a complex look as Xeno disappeared into the darkness.
Rem: 'Is he really... a part of them?'
...
The next day, Xeno woke up at sunrise completely refreshed. He slept like a rock last night, which was surprising, as he usually had trouble sleeping, taking at least an hour to fall into slumber.
He lay there contemplating whether he should even bother getting up or just go back to sleep once more.
Xeno: '...Oh, right. I have a job now... I don't want to... no, no, that won't do... I know, I just need to think of this as... as going to school, that's it—'
...
...
...
Xeno: "I don't wanna go."
It took him ten minutes to finally get up. Drowsily, he washed his face and brushed his teeth. Wearing his butler uniform that actually fits him. He mindlessly walked to the kitchen.
Stretching his back, he grabbed the ingredients to make pancakes and started up the magic stove.
This was the only thing Xeno could confidently cook, because for the last six months he has done nothing but made pancakes for breakfast nothing else.
After a few minutes, the pancakes were ready. He made ten in total. Sitting on a chair of Envy, he made some cutlery.
Rem: "Xeno, is that you in there?"
His breakfast was interrupted by Rem and Ram coming into the kitchen, surprised.
Ram: "Our day has barely started, and you have already disappointed us."
He just stared at them with a blank expression, then at his food, then back at them.
Xeno: "..."
Rem: "Is something the matter?"
Xeno: "...I'll be honest, I completely forgot everyone here existed."
Rem/Ram: "..."
Thus, Xeno's second day as a butler started. After a few insults were hurled toward him, the trio properly made breakfast. Today's menu included pancakes. A lot of pancakes.
The sisters were at first curious about this dish, but after tasting it, they were impressed by Xeno's cooking, deciding to let him make more for the others as well.
Xeno: "You ladies go ahead. I have something to do."
Ram: "And what would that be?"
Holding a plate of pancakes along with cutlery, Xeno answered.
Xeno: "I'm going to go serve a certain shut-in breakfast. Since she's so insistent on staying in her library, I'll just bring the food to her instead."
Rem: "How do you intend on finding her, Xeno?"
Xeno: "Pfff, it's not that hard. I already know where she is." He waved off their concerns.
This admission made the sisters surprised.
Xeno: "Now excuse me, I'll be going."
It took some time, but eventually he reached where the forbidden library was.
Opening the door, a VERY annoyed Beatrice was inside.
Beatrice: "Get out, in fact." She stated the moment she saw him.
Xeno: "Oh come on, Betty, are you still mad? I told you I was sorry, wasn't I?" He entered regardless.
Beatrice: "Betty doesn't want to see you ever again." She crossed her arms.
For context, Xeno had tricked Beatrice into coming out of her library once again during dinner and pretty much locked her in the dining room.
Xeno: "I'm sorry, okay? I may have gone a bit too far, and I'm here to apologize. Here—"
He put the plate on her table.
Xeno: "This is my apology. Food unique to my homeland. My words may not mean anything to you, but I hope this will at least earn your forgiveness."
Beatrice: "Hmph." She looked away.
Xeno only sighed and walked toward the door. Before closing it, he said:
Xeno: "If you need more, just ask."
Now that Beatrice was alone again—
Beatrice: "What an annoying man, thinking some food will earn her forgiveness."
She looked at the hot pancakes.
Beatrice: "..."
She picked them up and took a bite out of one.
Beatrice: 'Tasty.'
She quietly took another bite.
Back in the halls, Xeno went back to his duties, letting Beatrice enjoy her breakfast.
...
Skipping ahead Xeno's day is going well. Ram didn't need to supervise him anymore living alone for six months meant he knew how to do basic house work.
Cleaning the massive bathroom was a chore, but with his new body, he didn't really feel that tired.
That being said, Xeno was lost in thought while sweeping the floor.
Xeno: 'You know, I don't think I ever used Gluttony on myself. It should have been the first thing I did. Honestly, the fact it took me this long to think about it is embarrassing...'
...
Xeno: 'I'm still not doing it... come on, Xeno! Just use Gluttony and learn more about your abilities already.'
His pupils slowly turned red, activating Gluttony on himself.
[Abilities: Envy: Point of Obsession. Gluttony: Soul feast.
Return by Death. Water Magic.]
His eyes widened in surprise.
Xeno: 'Return by Death? Is that how I traveled back in time?'
He mentally selected RBD to know more about it.
[Return by Death: An ability granted by the Witch of Envy. It's basically a shittier 'Reset.' It works the same, but you can't manually activate it, choose your save point, and you have to die to use it. You also can't tell anyone about it, or else the Witch will kill them.]
Xeno: '... while I'm grateful to have it... I'll never EVER use it.'
Shaking his head, he moved on to the next ability: Envy.
It pretty much told him what he already knew. But there were two important details to note, one more important than the other.
[You can change your construct color to any shade of red or purple. You can also make speakers that play any song or OST you know from memory.]
Xeno didn't think. He instantly reacted. His pupils burned a strong purple as he clapped, making tiny speakers all over the mansion. Not carrying it took nearly a fifith of his supply.
He waited in anticipation as—
[Undertale OST - Quiet Water (including background sounds)]
All over the mansion, everyone—from Emilia studying in her room, Rem and Ram trimming the garden, Roswaal working in his room, to even Beatrice in her library—heard calm and melancholic music coming from somewhere.
Xeno let out a satisfied sigh.
Walking out, Xeno decided what else he needed to do today.
Xeno: "Hmmmmm, right. Ram told me to clean the attic today."
Emilia: "Xeno! Xeno!"
Xeno: "Hmm?" Looking behind him, he saw a worried Emilia coming toward him.
Xeno: "Oh, hey Emilia. How's your studying going?"
Emilia: "Xeno! How can you be so calm? There's an emergency. Roswaal called everyone to the guest room."
Xeno: "Really? What happened?" He looked at her with confusion.
Emilia looked exasperated by the question.
Emilia: "Xeno, do you not hear this... this melody?"
Xeno: "Oh, that? Relaxing, isn't it? It's the perfect choice for the background."
Emilia: "..."
Emilia: "Xeno... did you do this?"
Xeno: "Yeah, and a good job too, if I do say so myself." He looked so proud of himself.
Puck: "You know, Xeno, I didn't take you for the oblivious type."
Puck came out of Emilia's crystal. He looked just as exasperated as Emilia.
Xeno: "Oblivious to what?"
Puck sighed.
Puck: "Let me put it this way, how would you react if suddenly a melody started playing in your house out of nowhere and you couldn't find the source?"
Xeno: "Panic... Oh." He awkwardly scratched his hair.
Xeno: "...hehehe, sorry?"
Emilia just shook her head.
Emilia: "Xeno, please warn us next time."
Xeno: "Right. I guess I have to fix this mess, don't I?... Let's go."
She nodded, guiding him to everyone else.
...
In the guest room, three people were present: Roswaal and the two maids, all of them on alert.
Roswaal: "Have you found the source of this music?" he said with a serious expression.
Ram: "Apologies, Lord Roswaal, we were unsuccessful in locating any abnormalities."
Rem: "Rem did a quick search around the perimeter, but found nothing unusual aside from this tune."
Roswaal: "Well, isn't that unusual? How about Lady Emilia and our new companion? Any news about them?"
Rem: "Lady Emilia insisted on checking up on Xeno herself. Rem was unable to stop her."
Ram: "Worry not, Lord Roswaal. Xeno may be an idiot, but he isn't reckless. If he was in trouble, everyone would be aware of it by now."
Roswaal: "Oh my! Such high praise." He covered his mouth in mock surprise.
Ram: "He's decently competent at best." That was her honest opinion of him.
Their attention shifted upon the opening of the door. Coming in were Xeno and Emilia, though they looked troubled by something.
Roswaal: "Lady Emilia and Xenophanes, I'm glaaad you're both well, though your expressions tell a different story."
Xeno: "Yeah... um... well... ahem." He avoided eye contact with them.
Emilia twirled her hair.
Emilia: "Sorry everyone, but it's a false alarm... no need to worry."
Ram: "Why?" She narrowed her eyes.
Xeno: "Hahaha... turns out I may or may not have caused this music and, ummm... forgot to warn anyone about it."
...
...
...
Ram's opinion of him plummeted to the floor that day.
After several minutes of apology. The panic finally died down.
...
The rest of the workday passed without incident.
On a side note, Roswaal actually found the idea of having music playing in the background quite pleasant. It made the mansion more lively, so he allowed Xeno to continue.
By the time evening struck Xeno was more then ready to collapse onto his bed. Unlike Rem and Ram, who were maids 24/7, Xeno worked from sunrise till five, where he had an hour of rest before his tutoring with Ram.
You best believe he took advantage of his reward as much as possible, he had every Sunday off, vacations, and holidays off—his world's included. And no, he didn't feel an ounce of shame.
Resting on his bed, there was still a lot of time left before Ram arrived, so he took this chance to continue where he left off with Gluttony. Knowing more about his power was important and now with no one to disturb him. It's was the best time do so.
Using Gluttony on himself to check his abilities, this time he decided to read on Soul Feast a bit more.
It told him the same thing, but with one massive difference. The information-reading part was now labeled as its first function, before continuing.
[Remove yourself from existence. Unbound by the world's mechanics, as you no longer occupy space.]
Xeno: '...'
Xeno: '... What the fuck? I-I what? When did I gain this... because... this is absurdly broken.'
[Since the start.]
Xeno: 'What?! Why didn't you tell me?' he got to a sitting position, frustrated. His red pupils buzzing like static.
[You didn't ask.]
Xeno: "Oh, fuck you." He cursed his own ability.
Xeno: "Tsk, anything else I should know about Soul Feast?"
[You need to concentrate in order to activate it. Once activated, you need to concentrate again in order to interact with things.]
Xeno sighed. At least the ability had a weakness to keep it from being completely broken.
Nonetheless, he tried it out. Concentrating, what he felt next could only be described as... uncomfortable.
It was like all sensation on his skin disappeared and being in zero gravity.
Looking at his hand, he didn't look different. He tried to touch his face. It felt normal.
He got up from his bed.
Xeno: 'I don't occupy space, huh? Let's test what that means.'
He reached for the doorknob, but his hand phased straight past it.
Xeno: 'What the—'
He waved his hand through the door.
Xeno: 'Intangibility? That part makes sense now... Alright, concentrate.'
This time his hand held the doorknob like normal. Opening it, he ventured out.
Xeno: 'Let's test it quickly. Lacking any sensation just feels... so wrong. I hate it.'
He walked forward, brushing his hands against the wall and various things along the way. Then, with a deep breath, he jumped through a wall.
Safely landing inside the room, he let out a sigh of relief, walking back into the quiet hallway, planning to move forward.
But what he found was Rem walking down the same hallway. There was no way she couldn't have noticed him walking through a wall.
Xeno: "Ummm, Rem! I umm, look, I can explain. Don't freak out." He hurriedly waved his arms.
But Rem ignored him and continued to walk forward.
Xeno: "Rem? Aren't you surprised? Wait, stop, you'll bump into—"
His words were cut off as Rem walked straight through him.
Xeno jerked violently, a subconscious reaction despite feeling nothing from the event.
Xeno: 'What the fuck?' He breathed heavily.
Looking back at the clueless maid, he decided to do one last experiment before calling it quits.
He caught up to Rem, walking beside her.
Xeno: "Hey, Rem! Hey, can you heeeeeeeear me? I um.... right, there's a stain on your dress—"
He tried a multitude of ways to get Rem's attention. None of them worked. She truly couldn't see or hear him.
Xeno: 'Now for the final test.'
He reached out and... poked Rem's nose.
No reaction.
Xeno: "Huh?"
He repeated his action again, then again.
Still no reaction.
Xeno: "She can't feel my touch?"
With this newfound information, he looked at his own hands.
Then toward Rem's breasts.
Xeno: 'This power is perfect for being a pervert.' He conculed.
Shaking his head, he stepped back.
Xeno: "Like I said before, the world should be glad that Gluttony is in the hands of a gentleman like me, who would NEVER use this power for perversion."
He stated this to himself and Rem, just in case she could hear him and was just pretending not to.
With this out of the way, he went to his room, deactivating Gluttony.
Xeno: "Ablerg."
He shivered at suddenly being able to feel sensation again.
He lay on his bed again, staring at the ceiling.
Xeno: 'Man, perhaps things aren't so bad after all. Now that I know what I can and can't do, things are going to be better now. I can feel it. Bright days are ahead. What a cozy life I suddenly have. Sigh.'
He wasn't the sentimental type, but for some reason now felt like the right time to be so.
He was in a great mood.
He was in peace.
Then came a knock on the door, signaling Ram had arrived.
He sighed contently, opening it with a bright smile.
Xeno: "Let's start, shall we, Ram?" he said with a cheerful smile.