Chapter 36: A Fiery and Bloody Past

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Summary:

The Past Hurts The Most

He hears a sigh inside, like she was struggling with something

-He blinked as he titled his head as he thought, "Aren't theses rooms sound proof..." As he knocked on the door- Hey hum zen you good?

"Hm? Oh, is that you Ainz? Oh I'm good, was just organizing some stuff. Would you like to help?" She asks, welcoming you into her room

-He blinked, As he looked around as he walked in and shrugged- H-huh yeah sure, Sorry I wasn't ease dropping I just so happen to hear when I was coming around

The moment you enter the atmosphere of her room hits you in the face as it was very goth-like, almost like being inside a castle yourself. You see Zen, fixing up some music discs on a shelf "Is fine, don't worry. Just trying to fix this damn shelf and picking up my shit."

-He slide his hands into his pockets, As he looked around her room as he closed the door as he yawned a little tired due to activities as he thought, "No shit I'm tired I'm cumming all the time, If I keep this up I'm gonna start having sleeping issues" As he walked over to zen shelf as he tried to hold the shelf in place- Arent there people to help with these things?

"Maybe yeah but I don't like to depend on others for things I need. I learned that the hard way." She says as she places a nail on the shelf and doesn't even pull out a hammer but rather punches it into its place, demonstrating her strength

-He looks at them nodding as he was impressed as he thought "Strong lady, I'm impressed not bad zen not bad one bit" as he looked over to the shelf- Fair, I you want something done right you do it yourself is what they say so I get that 100% honestly.

"Exactly, that and I don't want to hear a 2 hour talk with Madam Gabriela about how I should take care of my stuff. I swear that woman was a lemon on her previous life." She says giggling as she proceeds to put another nail in the shelf, fixing it

A lemon huh? She was not that bad to me I mean yeah she made me like almost cry but like I guess....I see it from being always, Well maybe not always well......I use to have to deal with that sorta vibe a lot in the past. The whole hey you gotta act and be this sorta way. You must be between the lines, No wait you must color in the lines, Wait no....Hold on.....hum Ah! You make sure your not coloring over the lines, I think that's right anyways that was my living in a nutshell so I'm sorta un healthy use to it.

"That must be a very shitty way of living. Glad you are in Vshojo now where you can be free to do almost whatever you want with creative freedom. Hell, you can even took the path Mel took and become a pornstar and the company won't care. Thanks for the help btw." She says as she proceeds to start placing disks of music back into the shelf

-He shrugged as he walked away from the shelf- Eh, Being a gun not that bad honestly it's sorta simple. I kinda missed it like maybe a little I went to kill things I was told to do and then relax and risk my life for a purpose....It was a living, If you will at least..

"Maybe but a living that could also end with your life, death was probably looming over you the entire time." Says Zen, a bit worried about you. "She ain't wrong you know? You made my job quite plenty as I had to keep up with every bullet you fired..." Said Mori, whispering into your ear

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