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"Welcome welcome young man, you must be searching for a house-keeper I see."
"Well yes, to help me with all the house-works."
"Oh I see...here," the man founded a book which seemed to be the house-keepers' profile. I grabbed the book and started to look through the profile then suddenly this house-keeper caught my attention. I read it through.
Motomi Raishi... Motomi..nice name..164 centimeters in height okay 2 inches shorter than me.. but overall he's good!
I was fascinated then I looked at his profile picture. I was surprised, very astonished that he looked exactly like my latest masterpiece drawing, Mikairu.
I have to get him!
I pointed at the picture and said,"I choose this please. I want him." The older man looked surprised for me to choose this person that he said,"Are you sure? There are more other house-keepers to look rather than him. You can choose another one."
I just shooked my head and said,"I still want him to be my keeper." I looked at the older man and smiled. The older man sighed in defeat and said,"Your address and we will send him soon."
Yay! I got him! Yes! Hmm very excited! I can't wait to meet this person in flesh!
I wrote my address and phone number and signed my business with the older man then thanked the man before leaving.
It will be the best day! My day to see a real-life of my masterpiece! My real masterpiece!
I ran home with smiles on my face. Though my heart somehow flutters when I first saw the picture. I wonder what does it mean. I shook off that funny feeling and started to ran home.
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Next day,Morning, Saturday, Heita's house, 8:45am.
There I laid on bed, sleeping. Not hearing the knocking on the door. The knocking started a long minutes ago likely thirty minutes long...
Thirty minutes more?! Door?! Knocking?! Oh my goodness!
I sat up quickly not caring about how messy my black hair was, sticking in all angel but was actually straight if I was tidy enough to wake early in the morning. I grabbed my black, thick-framed glasses which was placed on the drawing table near my queen-sized bed.
My hazel-brown eyes soon started to adjust with the light in my room. I lived alone in this house. My parents were away for overseas business for who knows how long.
My room was big with baby blue walls. It wasn't plain at all in fact my drawings and artworks were hanged on the walls of my room. There, hanging on the wall, just above my bed was my masterpiece, Mikairu!
Oh forgetful me! The door! Go get it!!!
I rushed quickly out of my room, forgetting to change my pajamas. I quickly reached for the door and opened it. There stood the angel, my angel, my masterpiece and my house-keeper. He grinned at me.
Wow! Like a dream come true! Like Mikairu came out of the picture to greet me! Oh my gosh! And him..he looks exactly like Mikairu! The colour!
His hair spiked out long to the sides and of autumn orange coloured. His skin was of good fairness with healthy slightly tanned skin. His eyes, big and bright of emerald-golden green. His body lean and slender but strong. He has ear-piercing of moon-shaped and cross of same edged. He looked like a bad boy but wait until we see it.
I did not even realized that I was practically staring at him and that he also stared at me with that wide grin on his face. I stuttered out a welcome in and of course I was embarassed to stare at him that long and keeping him waiting outside was even worse! How forgetful and embarassing on his first day here. I closed the door when he entered the house. He checked the house and then into my room.
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My Angel, A Beast?! [Completed]
Short StoryHeita Fulcurn is an otaku who likes to draw female characters. His latest artwork just happens to look like the male housekeeper from a list of 'house keepers for work' named Motomi Gareshi. In order to see his character in flesh, he decided to hire...