Exiled from paradise

Chapter 5: Important things

Already riding the armored truck again heading back home. The two devils are already sleeping soundly. I know that Kisara was exhausted, but why Charlotte is also sleeping? Staring at them while they are unguarded. This two are no different from teenage girls. I won’t deny that they are cuter than the average girls I’m seeing when I'm still at the floating islands. Charlotte does have creamy soft looking skin and her hair is sparkling. Kisara does look fierce when awake but looks very cute when asleep. Kisara’s body was petite but there is plenty of curves.

“They face angelic when they're sleeping…”

They are devils when a wake.

There is no window in the spot I’m seating I don’t know where are we right now.

The truck stopped and the door behind opened.

A man wearing a tinted helmet appeared.

“Hey, are you the new recruit to babysit Kisara and Charlotte?”

“Y-Yes… I’m the new recruit.”

“May I have some of you’re time. Before we go further, My name is Nico I’m one the weapon smith of our company. Lars told me to give you a weapon to use.”

I excitedly leaped out from the truck and look at him with sparkling eyes.

“Am I able to use a magical weapon like Kisara?!”

“I can feel why you are excited but I’m not sure… That’s hard to tell, her weapon is no ordinary weapon after all. Kisara is wielding an artifact… They are sleeping better not bother them. Let's go inside the weapon shop. I’ll show you and explain everything you need to know for you.”

I followed his lead and stopped for a minute. I didn’t notice we were already inside the shelter. It still makes me feel uncomfortable. Instead of a blue sky, all I saw when I lift my head was concrete ceiling and light bulbs.

I wonder who made the ceiling.

“Umm…”

“I apologize… My name is Red.”

I offer a handshake. He kindly took my hand and we go inside the weapon shop. Presented around me are multiple variations of weapons. Melee weapons like swords, axes, and spears. Ranged weapons like bows and guns. There are many to choose on this shop.

Choosing a weapon there is a lot to consider. I had never wielded a sword before. In fact, I never have had a fighting experience. The closest was when I have a fist fight before. Wait, probably me fighting Cerberus was my on fighting experience and back then I’m using a short sword. How can I forget that life-threatening experience?

“Am I going able to choose anything here?”

“Nope.”

My hope plummet when I heard his straight answer.

“I’m selling this weapon. I can’t just give anything to you. I’m a  businessman. Lars told me to give you a cheap sword for starters. It was cheap but I always apply quality in my work.”

Nico opens a chest and starts digging. Turning back on me he handed me a standard-length sword.

I pulled the sword out of its scabbard and take a nice look at its blade.

Shining like glass and looks razor-sharp. So this is the quality of his work.

“Pretty awesome.”

“I think this sword is pretty cool. This is my first sword I make sure to take care of it dearly.”

“Thank you for saying that… When you want some repair or adjustment or you want some great new weapon you can visit my shop.”

“Sure… Going back to Kisara’s weapon. What is Artifact?”

“Artifacts are special weapons created thousand years ago. When blessed people cowardly turned their back escaping to floating islands. One blessed warrior remained and smith 100 weapons using material from the most powerful creatures that appeared in this world. Those are what we called Artifacts. We can create artifacts too by using demon king as material, but no one was able to make an artifact par with the first 100 artifacts.”

“Lucky her she can use one of them.”

“Hahahaha… That is what anyone would say. But Artifact can’t be wielded normally. It took strength from its wielder and if you’re the weapon it would very troublesome to wield one. The first 100 artifacts said to have the will on their own.”

“So they chose their master.”

“Something like that.”

“Looks like being able to be as strong as Kisara is a very long way for me.”

“That’s right, you’re thousands and thousands of years early to assume you can defeat me. If you’re done talking with him, we have to go back on the truck and go home. Charlotte and I have something very important and We don’t like to miss it.”

“There is still something I want to ask.” I retorted.

Kisara’s eyes turned sharp and put his hand in front of her.

Is she going to manifest the chains again?

“Okay, I’m going back with you.”

She turned her eyes on my shining sword.

“You better not stab that on my back. You’re going to regret it.”

“Like hell would I do that…”

I made a casual reply.

Even I hate you so much and my irritation just by seeing your face exceeds anyone’s comprehension. I still won’t do that.

I don’t want to become a murderer like my father. I want to prove that I’m not like him.

That’s why I’ll clear my name and avenge Choco’s death at all costs.

The payment is already been done by Lars. So I don’t have anything to worry about.

Going back home to the company building. We made a report about the crab demon’s attack.

Kisara and Charlotte come out of the office.

“We must hurry we can’t miss it.”

“That’s right!”

The two look very energetic about it. I wonder what this two are planning. I wish it has nothing to do with me.

We first go to a restaurant and have some food takeouts.

The two lead me to their apartment nearby the company building. Entering the apartment, I noticed how messy it was. Disposable spoons, forks, disposable cups, and paper containers swim the sink. Their clothes are scattered on the floor.

Kisara and Charlotte unbutton their clothes and took off their skirts. Wearing nothing but their underwear.

“Hey! Wait! What are you two doing I’m right here?!”

“Then, what?”

Kisara answered me innocently.

They know that they are girls right? Do I have to point it out?

“Red don’t worry we know you won’t do anything in our body and if you did you know what will happen,” Kisara said.

“In our eyes, you’re nothing but a pet. No different from a dog or cat.” Charlotte added.

Hearing their harsh comment my ill desire of wanting to punch them continue to burn in my heart. Instead of doing it in reality, I just imagine it.

After taking off their clothes they fling them like it was noting on the floor. They put on their normal everyday clothes. T-shirt and normal skirt for Charlotte and T-shirt with cat print and pants for Kisara.

I leave next to the dump yard but I’m not as messy as this.

“Red what do you want Milk or bone?”

“When are you two going to stop teasing me? I want normal human food.”

“I heard from Princess that you can eat anything as long as it's food. Is that a lie?”

“Nope, it's not, as long as it can fill my belly.”

Kisara clicked her tongue. “Tsk… He will add in our monthly expenses. I knew it, having a pet is expensive.”

I should just ignore their remarks. I seat on the right end of the sofa.

“Hey, you can’t seat there.” Kisara angrily confronted me.

“Why?”

“That’s my spot.”

“What do you mean?”

“In the winter that seat is close enough to the radiator to remain warm, and yet not so close as to cause perspiration. In the summer it's directly in the path of a cross-breeze created by open windows there, and there… This is getting complicated. And I think I made my point.”

This girl never failed to irritate me.

I stood up from the seat and silently stare at Charlotte.

“What?”

“Where is your spot?”

“That logic only applied to Kisara. I can seat where ever I want.”

They started unpacking the food takeout. They then give me one. I bow my head to thank them and proceed on eating. I shifted my gaze again back to the sink filled with trash. As their slave, I might have the job to clean their mess. I would love to do that if they let me. Instead of a slave, I’ll act more like a brother to them or a guardian.

I’m not that dumb, I figure out that this two are unable to cook for themselves.

This little realization makes me feel worried about both of these girls. They are still young and need more nutrition to grow.

That takes back what they said earlier. Is eating the important thing you’re talking about earlier? Are they that hungry? Their sharp gaze earlier want to kill me.

“This is the start of the most important thing we can’t miss every Tuesday night.”

Kisara said with glimmering eyes.

Charlotte is so focused on looking at the television screen.

“Magical space soldier Verre!!” 2x The two girls shout in excitement.

“Is this the very important thing?”

“Yeah, every Tuesday night this masterpiece is airing we can’t miss a single episode of it.”

“I see.”

This two are real kids.

...

After watching cartoons with them. The two girls immediately proceed on taking a bath. Meanwhile, I decided to stay in the living room and pick up their mess.

Living in the dump yard for many years, I do have a hobby of collecting trash and organizing them.

I’m not saying that I’m the kind of person who likes everything to be clean all the time. All I wanted is to have some sense of space.

Their clothes were scattered around together with their trash. It's hard to see the floor or where I should walk.

Feels like there is a robber breaking inside the house or a twister made this chaos.

How are these two girls even living on their own? Are they able to survive living like this?

I have to do the most important thing I have to do right now.

That’s cleaning!

Forgot the complaints…Right now, I have forgotten everything bothering me and just focus my mind on how am going to fix their apartment.

I’m doing this to repay my gratitude to them. I know that these two demonic girls disguise with an angelic face did something bad to me, but it won’t change the fact that they keep me in. Kisara basically save me before I was eaten by a demon kind and Charlotte…

Umm… I don’t know…

Still, she is one of the people that saved me.

With all this mess, I won’t be able to sleep well. Who knows where they going to make me sleep. I could see that there is only one bedroom here. Are they sleeping together? I’m sure they sleep together. My place was probably the sofa.

I have no choice but to clean.

I first go with their trash. I separated recyclables and non-recyclables. Biodegradable and non-biodegradable. Putting them together in the trash bag. Since I can’t go inside the bathroom where the two are. I can’t take the basket to put their clothes on.

I turned my head to the sink and decided to take gloves and do the work.

45 minutes later.

Everything is better than how I started.

“I’m not done yet… I have to brush the tiles… Weirdly, the kitchen utensils are all buried in dust inside the cabinet together with silverware…” I close my eyes and smile. “No… It’s not weird, they always eat restaurant food and all they use is a disposable spoon and fork.”

Many more minutes later. I’ve done cleaning the sink transforming it into sparkling clean. They will lose their jaw when they see this.

I’m not a cleaning expert for no reason.

(Note: Red also works as a Janitor on Paradise Island.)

I have to pick up their clothes. That’s the only thing left. I should be putting these clothes first on the sofa and then transferring them later in the basket for laundry.

I was thankful that there is no underwear laying around. Touching their underwear would make me a pervert for sure.

“They are taking too long in the bath.”

I said.

Speaking of the devil. The two girls go out of the bath steam float at the top of their heads.

“Bath is the best…”

“I’m still melting… Look, Kisara the goddess of purity visits our apartment and cleans our home. Seems like my prayer to her come to fruition.”

“I don’t know if you’re teasing me… I think I should help out cleaning.” I averted my eyes away embarrassed by what I’m saying. My face got hotter a bit.

“…I want to repay you for helping me out…. and for saving my life.”

“Oh, our dog is doing his best. You’re proving that you’re worthy. I’ll give you a delicious treat next time.”

Kisara said and made a thumbs up.

These two still look at me as a dog.

Our meeting is sudden and we only have a few memories of each other. But I felt like I know these two for a very long time. I feel so calm and light speaking to them.

“Yeah, I’m looking forward to it.”

I replied.

I continue cleaning and the two continue to do whatever they want. Floor cleaning and mopping is already done. Taking a glance at the clock it's already 11:01 PM.

The two girls got bored with what they doing and go to their room.

“Let’s sleep… Charlotte is already asleep.” Kisara said rubbing her eyes.

Kisara was about to take Charlotte. Before she do, I offered my help and she agree. I walked toward Charlotte and carry her to the room. She is light as a feather and smells very nice.

“Wait keep carrying her, I’ll set up the futon for the three of us.”

“What?”

“I’ll set up the futon for the three of us.” Kisara repeat.

“I’m okay sleeping on the sofa.”

“Are you stupid? There is no good ventilation outside and we’re taking the fan from the living room to this room. Sleeping there would be uncomfortable. Sleep is very important for great human function. I want you to have good sleep.”

Kisara argues.

She’s offering me comfort, I won’t refuse.

As if I’m going to do something weird to these two girls. I’m a man full of composure. I won’t lay my hands on defenseless girls like then in the middle of the night.

I think it's fine to sleep with them.

Kisara was done laying down the futon and pillows for us. I lay down Charlotte and she moves to hug a pillow biting it down like a marshmallow.

“She’s cute,” Kisara said and glared at me. “Don’t do anything stupid to our body while sleeping. You might not see it, but we’re very cute you know.”

“I know… I know…”

I then lay down on the right side of Charlotte.

“Wait, I can’t sleep with you near Charlotte. Who knows what you’ll do to her.”

“I understand that you don’t have trust in me… Where should I sleep?”

“I’ll go in the middle… Charlotte on left… and you in right. This way I can protect Charlotte from you’re perverted eyes.”

I followed her instruction and lay down peacefully. A brief moment later, Kisara dose off and Charlotte continues to sleep and talk about being in candy land.

I turned my gaze above the ceiling unable to fall asleep. Their sweet fragrance continues to embrace the whole room. I turned my glance at their cute sleeping face again.

Babysitter, slave, pet, or whatever I would be… Seems like I do have a very important responsibility of taking care of this two. Feel like I got two cute little sisters in instant. As if they will think of me as a big brother. Looking back on my life, I did hate my own little sisters. I’m horrible.

Taking care of them feels like atoning my sins from them. Now that they are gone. They might be the only way.

Slowly I lost consciousness and live everything to my tomorrow self.