Falling for him (sylus and OC

Hesitation

I was fighting that thing with all I got when it was about to finish me off when sylus stops it and walks up to me. "Alter her energy linkage now. Make it as strong as possible." He grabs my wrist.

"This isn't what we agreed to!" I said.

He starts intertwining his hand with mine "Relax. You can handle it."

The shopkeeper clears his throat "Ahem, Mr. Sylus! I think there is... another reason why she can't resonate. You see... Her Evol is special! It utilizes the waves generated by the human brain's magnetic field. Maybe her brain's magnetic field produces repulsive waves against you. That's why she can't resonate with you."

"Get to the point." Sylus, said to him.

"To make a long story short... On a subconscious level, she's either rejecting you, scared of you, or... Disgusted by you. And Mr. Sylus, if the alteration fails, she will be completely ruined. We need to address the cause first."

Sylys look at me "Which means there's something wrong with her."
He grabs my wrist tightly.

"Let go of me" I said

"By the way..! I have an Evol stabilizer in the storage cabinet. I'll make her use it." The shopkeeper said. Perhaps worried that his inventions would get caught in a crossfire, he quickly takes me to a room on the second floor. "Right now, you need to stay calm, Miss." He bends down and pulls out a dusty electronic device from underneath the cabinet. "The N109 Zone is a chaotic place, and you have a part of an Aether Core. Accompanying him is the safest option."

"You know I'm carrying an Aether Core?" I asked.

A burst of red light appears and scans my whole body. Several windows pop up on an old-fashioned display screen, which shows the data is being analyzed.

"I recognized that Protocurve. Monitoring Aether Cores used to be my job."A guess pops into my mind. I look again at the dusty electronic device. Just as I thought, there's an inconspicuous mark in the corner. I saw it among the files Grandma left not too long ago.
"The N109 Zone is a mess right now. An outsider like you who's unfamiliar with the details can easily lose your life. Sticking with Sylus might not be a bad idea. Better to be with him compared to some other people."

"Sylus is a heartless man. He may only want to alter me right now, but he's going to get me killed eventually."

Exasperated, the shopkeeper shakes his head. "You're just not used to the darkness yet.There are predators lurking in these depths that you haven't seen."

"Some people are even scarier than him?"

"You say Sylus is heartless, but sometimes, those with hearts are even crueler than those without."

Like Xavier said, the N109 Zone is very divided.
Each faction only recognizes its own "allies."Fighting alone is obviously not a good idea in a place like this. But if I really have to stay close to Sylus...The shopkeeper's concern seems to be genuine. After weighing my options, I nod and flash a reassuring smile.

"I understand what you mean. I'll give it some thought."

Beep. The lines on the screen rise and fall, showing two intertwined curves.

"All right, there's nothing wrong with your Evol. The energy of the Aether Core inside you is also stable. Have you figured out what you'll do next?"

The Aether Core's other half is one of the items at the auction.
Naturally, I don't assume I can get it by myself.The only advantage I have is having part of an Aether Core in my heart. Since I can resonate with the energy... should be able to sense its location.
The real problem is figuring out how to escape from the "predators lurking in these depths" after I obtain it.

The N109 Zone is currently a mess, and there are enemies no matter where I go. If I have to work with someone, the strongest person here would be the best option. Maybe I should actually make a deal with Sylus. Upon realizing this, my next step becomes clear.
I get up and say goodbye to the shopkeeper. And when I spot that familiar mark, I look back at his dark, weary expression.

"Were you acquainted with my grandma?"

He just waves his hand, gesturing for me to leave. "If all goes well for you in whatever happens, then I can say l've repaid Ms. Josephine's kindness."

Up until now, I had always thought that Onychinus was hunting down researchers who worked on Aether Cores before.
But that shopkeeper, who seems to have a strong connection to Grandma, is seeking Sylus's protection. Maybe there are other secrets.I think deeply about what the shopkeeper said, lost in thought. But when I go downstairs, the workshop is empty.

"Sylus" The door's curtains, which were closed before, are now rolledup. And after I leave the workshop, Sylus's motorcycle is nowhere to be seen. What... Did he just ditch me? "Sylus?"

The only response I get is a faint thud from the unlit alley next to the workshop. It's probably trash that fell onto the ground. Just when I was thinking about whether or not I should work with him, he disappeared on me.There are only piles of scrap in the empty streets. look around, my heart pounding.Maybe after confirming he couldn't resonate with me, he finally lost his patience and interest.So be it. At least I can freely move around now.

"Would you like to buy a flower, Miss?"A clear voice resounds. I turn and see a little girl behind me. She appears to be eight or nine years old.

"No, thank you."

"Would you like a gun, bullets, or a Protocore, then? I have them all."
"I don't need those either."But it might be a good idea to chat with the locals and get information about the auction.I kneel down to be at eye level and tap her basket. "You know where I can buy some intel, sweetie?"

"That's easy. Follow me."

Two sets of footsteps echo across the empty street. Meanwhile, the sound of flapping wings can be heard in the distance. I look up at the sky, but I see nothing except dark clouds that obscure moonlight. A crow perches on a street light that's been dilapidated for years. The red glow in its eyes flickers as it breathes. A few, bloodstained tufts of gray fur peek out from under its metal claws.It quietly observes the two girls, one tall and one short, as they head into another filthy street. It tilts its head and thinks for a moment.Then it quickly drops its dead prey and silently spreads its wings to follow them.Lying under the street light are seven or eight fat rats, all gutted. Mixed with their flesh and blood are broken pieces of monitoring equipment.