Chapter 3: The Amnesia King

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" AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"

Today, there was a scream at Room 59 from Flower Apartment. The neighbors were quite surprised but soon enjoyed themselves with the sound, which raised their spirits. After all, they had gotten used to the silence and wanted something new.

" Yuya... What the heck... Are... These?!!" I looked at Yuya angrily as there were several strange events that I swore I had never experienced in real life. Truly, my real life. But what I received was a smirk from the ghost, much to my shock and horror as there were multiple pockets of money in front of us. Where did they come from?

Firstly, I was happy to find out that I passed my interview and my first work would begin a week later. This was one of the happiest moments of my life because I could earn money on my own.

But that was not... all...

Secondly, never in my life had I learned that I could buy food for free cost, and then there was strange luck that constantly disturbed my life. Like when I participated in a charity, I directly appeared in the newspapers, or when I tried to save money for my school period, I found out there were school letters that appeared in my mailbox. This annoyed me the most as I had never experienced this before and I hated this, although my step-siblings, particularly Twilight, after learning what happened had said once that I should be proud of this as I must take the opportunity for my luxurious life, much to my dismay.

" I don't know. You better think positively about it." Yuya smiled.

Luckily, in this village, there were phones that I was able to use to call for my family. When my family heard this, even my grandfather and parents were surprised to hear what I just experienced, there were controversial opinions. While I agreed with my siblings, Rebellion and Phantom that I would bring all of the money to my homeland for charity, the others thought differently as they thought that it would be better if I used my money for my rich life as from the beginning, I was born in a family that had had a large history, especially my surname, Kurosaki. Even I could not deny this because according to what I read in history books, Kurosaki was a large family clan that had been an important part of the country and the government somehow respected them. Moreover, after realizing that I was living in a country called Kurokawa, especially the fact that anybody had a surname ending with "-saki" would live in a rich status (In their knowledge, the word "saki" meant beautiful and royal.), which could easily explain my disturbance recently. Unsurprisingly, Yuya also agreed with my stepsiblings as my luck had helped me a lot, and I should appreciate it instead of complaining.

Speaking of beauty and royalty, which reminded me of Yuya. When I looked at him, I could describe him fully in one word " GREAT". This is because looking in appearance, he looked handsome, when he was calm and cold, like other young and handsome directors I saw in my stepsisters' novels, mangas, and films, although he was wearing black clothes with black sweaters, grey trousers, brown shoes, and a gray cape. Even I could describe that I had the same view as the others because Yuya was originally a king who ruled the world using magic. According to what I heard from the others, there are achievements that even they had to recognize, because he had achieved all of them, both the society and in his personal life, all of them were perfect. He managed more than three faculties in business and had a marvelous method when his country had issues, he also opened several charities to help the poor. This evidence was enough to tell me that next to me was a talented and marvelous man. To find out more about him, having followed the instructions I learned from my siblings, I asked him multiple questions about him. And to my surprise, besides the right answers, to my shock, there was one thing that I found out about him... was whether I had truly understood more about him as everything about him was no other than a façade.

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