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Expecting a Reply

A few moments later, "All right! I'll help Uncle." The girl said confidently.

"Then come here."

Invite Avram while raising his right hand to make a gesture. He did so to get Oshun to sit next to him, and to ease their discussion of the scroll.

Responding to his uncle, Oshun vigorously ran over and sat down next to his uncle.

"All right, what's your plan?" Avram asked the beautiful woman sitting on his right.

"So Uncle, Oshun think first." Said the woman while closing her big beautiful eyes .

The woman seemed to be really busy with her thoughts at the moment. Occasionally he took a soft bite of his natural red lips, then scrunched his forehead. Think, think, and keep thinking.

But the time had gone on long enough, Oshun did not dwell at all. The man waiting to sit next to him started to look upset because he felt like he was being played with.

With a sharp look and a rough sigh, the man stared sinisterly at his nephew's face.

"Hey..!" Avram's touch that had exhausted his patience saw Oshun's behavior.

The loud noise made Oshun open his eyes in complete shock.

"If it is not the intention to help your Uncle just say it, do not have to pretend to think from earlier. Hah, my time is wasted." Oceh the man was upset while throwing his gaze in the other direction.

Oshun then turned to follow his uncle's gaze, then began to persuade him not to be disappointed in him. "Don't be angry, Uncle. I got the idea to know.."

Hearing the girl's words, Avram narrowed his eyes in uncertainty, "Right? What idea?" Ask.

"In the meantime, where were Dad and Uncle doing the report?" Ask Oshun.

"That's it."

Avram answered while pointing at a wooden table that was quite large in size. The wooden table was a little far behind their sitting position.

Oshun then walked towards the wooden table that his uncle had pointed at earlier. Looks a lot of stationery and paper rolls on it are neatly arranged.

Oshun then turned his gaze to the brush hanger on the table. He stared one by one at the many brushes on the wooden table, to make sure that all the brushes were in place.

After making sure that everything was complete and there were no empty brush hangers, the beautiful woman then called her uncle to come closer to the wooden table.

"Come here..."

The man poked his feet with a confused face. Confused about what his nephew was doing.

"Did Uncle remember which brush Father used to write the report?" Oshun asked as he realized Avram's presence beside him.

"Ah, the one with the golden dragon logo." Avram answered confidently while moving his head gently pointing towards the brush in question.

"Uncle make no mistake... Uncle sure, right? This ability of mine can only be used once, if Uncle remembers this wrong it's all for nothing." Clearly Oshun was staring at the face of the uncle standing beside him.

"Oo.. So you're using your rewind skills huh? Can't you use your time travel skills yet? This rewind ability is too risky."

Said the man while looking into Oshun's beautiful eyes. Now that their gazes clashed with each other, Oshun looked into his uncle's eyes with a flat and annoyed look.

iih.. This stupid uncle why the hell? Doesn't have the ability to rewind or time travel? I don't know how hard it is to develop that ability. Just plain..

For a moment Oshun stopped his inner struggle, then realized something.

Ah I forgot, Uncle Avram is not the heir to pure blood. Sorry Uncle... Inner Oshun regretted for having insulted Avram in his heart.

Still clashing with each other in the silence, Avram waited for his niece to start talking and answer her question earlier.

Then the beautiful woman before him began to make a move.

He no longer stood there staring into his eyes. The woman approached Avram then rounded her eyes as she said,

"Uncle, this cute niece of yours is a young Goddess Zoi. I certainly haven't mastered that. Now it can only be this way. Uncle just tell me where the brush used by Ayahanda at that time, then Oshun will rewind the incident at that time by touching the brush. If the brush was correct, Oshun would have seen anything written on the scroll." Clearly Oshun was at length on that man in front of him.

Feeling uneasy about Oshun's position being too close to her round eyes and sweet smile, the man retreated a little while saying, "Uncle's problem is a bit doubtful."

Avram throws his gaze at the same wooden table, which Oshun is looking at. The man stared one by one at the brushes on the table from his standing position.

Which brush is it? Ah, I'm sure it must be the golden dragon. Yayaya, the golden dragon. Inner Avram while looking at the golden dragon brush hanging.

"Okay, uncle is sure. The brush your father used was the golden dragon." Speak with full confidence.

"Alright, then let's start."

The beautiful woman then took the brush with the golden dragon logo in question, then sat down and took her comfortable position on top of one of the soft chairs in the room.

When she seemed comfortable with her sitting position, the woman closed her eyes. One of his hands held a golden dragon brush, and the other held an ordinary wooden brush. He seemed to be really concentrating.

This rewind ability must indeed be done with full concentration, so that the event you want to repeat can be repeated perfectly. Avram just stared fixedly at his nephew and could only hope fully for him.

Actually he was afraid that if this effort would also fail, then there would be no more opportunity.

With her eyes closed, the woman's right hand was still holding a brush with a golden dragon logo. And the other hand holds the other brush to write directly what he sees.

Moments later Oshun's left hand began to move. His hands began to create scribbles of writing as he saw in the scrolls his father had written at the time.

Avram just stood looking at his nephew who was concentrating on helping him.

Looks like his rewind ability has improved. The man with a proud feeling.

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Nope..!

Not long after, the beautiful woman suddenly snapped the brush in her left hand. Maybe the sign of the rewind process is over.

The woman was seen sweating and was a little breathless.

"You're a real candidate for the leader of the Zoi." Praise Avram when watching the hard work done by his beloved nephew.

"Hehehe.. This uncle is too much. Oh yeah, it's not free Uncle." Said Oshun who was smiling mischievously while trying to catch his breath again.

"I know.. You're not the typical kid who works if you don't get a return." Reply Avram while walking closer towards Oshun.

"You can just comfort yourself. Uncle wants to see if you make it or not." Said the man who then picked up the royal scroll located before him, where Oshun moved the report from his rewind earlier.

The resolute eye began to read the contents of the copy with great focus and concentration. He tried to correct it word for word.

Moments later, the man breathed a sigh of relief as nothing needed to be corrected.

"How's...?" Oshun asked with his big smile looking at the man.

"Hmm, yeah not bad." Said the handsome man while nodding softly repeatedly.

The basics are not sincere... Inner irritated.

After reading the scroll carefully, Avram rolled it back and put it in his clothes bag.

"Color has helped me, now let's talk about my budding back." Oshun began to launch his action while being sweet to his Uncle.

"Uncle you know, ee... it.. what do I like?" Oshun asked as he rounded his eyes making a pushy look, so he looked extremely adorable.

"Come on. Why play guessing again? You just tell me." Reply to the man, lazy to serve his nephew.

"Come on, answer first. Aren't we supposed to go against the torrent that's coming our way? We have to follow that stream if we don't want to die." Oshun said with a big smile.

Hearing his nephew's words Avram rounded his eyes and looked at his face sharply. The man's eyeballs looked like they were about to come out looking at the boy's behavior.

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