The Another Soul
Ch. 8

"Woows... For a theory, your words are too hard to believe" Fahrez said.

I agree with Fahrez.

"If Sergio were a resident of our world, he wouldn't be 16 years old, but he'd have to be older."

Fahrez gave another theory. And I agree with his words.

With a serious expression Rakka replied, "You're right. That means the first theory makes sense."

Fahrez and I nodded in agreement.

Kriuukkk.....

Uh, a very sad voice.

"Ahaha..... How about we end the conversation and eat."

"I agree. Hey, good cook."

Fahrez ruled Rakka, Rakka who heard him could only sigh harshly.

"Ok, but it looks like we should go out."

"Why?" My toot.

"There is nothing in your house anymore."

I grimaced. I don't like cooking at home, I usually eat fast food or instant noodles.

Wait for.

"Wait a minute."

I went towards the wardrobe, and I started to tear apart my clothes. Make clothes that were previously neat become scattered.

"Here we go!"

I feel grateful that I still keep it. Three packs of instant noodles.

"Emmm.... We're gonna eat instant noodles?" Ask Fahrez.

"Yes. You know I'm very hungry now. You guys said I've been unconscious for more than three days, which means I need to eat now. No need to wait anymore. Rakka!"

"Yes!"

Rakka answered my call quickly. He may be surprised or excited as well.

"These noodle dishes are delicious. It's better than the food at a five-star restaurant!"

"Ready, go!"

Rakka took the noodles out of my hand. He ran towards the kitchen, quickly disappearing from our sight.

"I'm still confused. Why is there instant noodles in your wardrobe?"

I looked at Fahrez. "Yahhhhhhhh.... How to tell it. But clearly, I live well, but I'm also quite deficient."

"Ckckl.... It's so sorry for you."

Fahrez pityes me. Rope I didn't respond to. All this time I've been living off my grandfather's pension and part-time job.

Luckily I have my own house, so there's no need to pay rent. Otherwise my life would be even less.

"Because I feel sorry for you, I give you this."

Fahrez reached into his leather jacket, then in his hand was a small black purse of dark brown color.

I was surprised to see his wallet.

'Wahh... Wallet's thick.'

He took out a black color card, then he gave it to me.

"Here, take it."

I saw Fahrez give me that black card. I accepted it, then I was shocked.

"Eh? This card isn't Black Card's card."

Fahrez nodded. "Yes, that card. Take it easy, I've got another one."

"....."

HOW RICH THIS GUY IS.

Black Card is a credit card with no limit! Usually, those who have this card are only noble people. There are only 15 cards in the world.

But I don't understand why he handed me this card.

"Why did you give it to me?"

"Just take it as your living expense when you stop by in our world."

"You mean this card also applies in the world there."

Fahrez nodded small.

"Don't that mean the world there is also modern life."

"It can be said, it can also be said not. In various regions there is a modern life, but there is also life like the ancient times. It all depends on the government. Some still rule with a monarchy, some use the Republic."

"Doesn't that mean the world here and the world there are the same, but the difference here can't use magic, but there can use magic. Am I right?"

"Yes, the earth and Egolas are like mirrors. They are the same, but they are different. Yah... You'll know when you get there."

"Egolas?"

"Oh yes I forgot. The next world you will live in is Egolas."

I became curious about this world called Egolas.

But before I could ask Fahrez more. Rakka came while using a black apron.

"......"

"......"

Haha.... I'm still a healthy man. STILL OKAY, REMIND ME THAT RAKKA IS A MAN!

It seems Fahrez was also wrong. If you ask why we both became like this. The answer is in Rakka.

White hair that reaches back, exotic black skin, eyes that are golden yellow. And she wears a black apron, increasingly revealing that she is actually a woman.

Okay, stop thinking about weird stuff. Please stop!

"It's ready! Let's eat!"

Rakka was excited. Seen from the twinkling of his death.

I just laughed a little at him.

I sat on the floor of my room, Fahrez followed me, and Rakka sat down.

I don't know why, I feel nostalgic. It's like I've done this before.

But why do I feel sad?

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