Chapter 7

Meanwhile, back at the villa, the tall blond-haired person was standing silently on the balcony. He was looking out at the city centre, to where Jennet was.

His face, however, was so sullen as he narrowed his eyes to where he was looking at. He gritted his teeth furiously, sulking on his feet. His hands were turned to balls of fist by his side. After a while, he looked away, grunting and then stared at the little figure who stood beside him.

"What are they talking about? Why is she so meek when he is around?" He asked, pointing out in the direction of the city.

The little figure was a little boy about the age of five to six years old and was about an adult's waist height. He had a pair of beautiful glassy dark blue eyes, chubby cheeks and short black hair. His face was cute but expressionless. He wore a light-green coloured robe.

The little boy looked at him and politely answered, "He was asking her out for lunch." His tone was soft but it was enough to make the blond turned nuts.

"Lunch?" His voice cracked from the depth of his throat. "She had just had breakfast. Why does she need to go out having lunch with another man while under my watch?!" He asked furiously. He was so jealous!

The little boy didn't even budge from his spot and, again, he just calmly answered him, "Well, breakfast and lunch are two different timing in this world. Human has to stuff themselves to stay energized, unlike us."

"But I didn't see her eating the day before." Sulky.

"She ate out with her friend." Cold.

Silence.

The blond man turned away again, staring at the city centre. He shook his head slowly. "I need her to be able to see me as soon as possible."

"Well, it can't be helped. You must be patient, Master. Furthermore, it was your fault for frightening her last night." He spoke.

He was there all along when his master tried to reward her with 'something nice' however, it turned into something scary instead. Everything was a mess!

The man immediately turned his face at the little boy.

His face darkened. "Tell me, Little Veen, how did I frighten her? I was merely showing her the memories of my real appearance but, I do not understand why she was so frightened and kept denying my existence even in her sleep." He said in dissatisfaction that reflected on his handsome face.

The little boy called Veen coughed softly in a polite manner. "Your appearance now is similar to those of what humans called a ghost. You have not fully recovered your body yet, so you cannot do anything. Just let her be for now."

The handsome man rolled his jade-blue eyes toward the little boy who infuriated him with his silence and calmness. For once, he had the urge to strangle the calm mannered little boy but he couldn't. He could not touch him even if he wanted to.

‘Why do kids have to be so pure?!’ He roared angrily in his mind.

Little Veen stared into the angry eyes of his master. "Master, please don't think of hurting me. You won't be able to do it." He spoke. He sounded so carefree as if he was making fun of his master's helpless situation.

"You just want me to sit idle and do nothing? So, what if I am a ghost?" His master asked in resentment.

"You're not in a stable condition yet." Replied Little Veen. "So, you're not powerful enough."

The man grunted as he ran his fingers in his head. “How can this be?!" He roared angrily.

Little Veen just watched him with his cute poker face that didn't show any hint of care.

"You're technically a ghost now. Nothing more. You don't even have a body, to begin with." He explained. ‘I thought you realised it from the day we've been tossed here’, his eyes said.

The handsome man looked away as he whined helplessly, "I miss my beautiful long golden hair."

Little Veen looked at his master. His master's appearance has changed a bit different than the first night. His short hair had grown longer and had reached his shoulder!

‘Well, that's good enough. There have been some improvements now in just two nights.’ The little boy thought.

"This body is too cold!" The man groaned before the boy. Then, added, "I can't even feel the running water anymore."

However, his mind was never clear from immaturity as he fantasize about Jennet, ‘But I can feel her warm, soft body and that's just amazing. Oh, that soft body of hers was like those fluffy pillows that I long for.’ He smiled alone.

"Master, do me a favour and only think about her when I am not around.”  Little Veen said in a cold tone. He was listening to all of his dark desire as if he was listening to a radio that was broadcasted loudly.

The man ignored the little boy. "Just let it be. You will be a grown-up one day so you will learn it as well. Her body was so warm. Very warm!" He said, trying to anger the boy.

But, Little Veen wasn’t amused by his words. Instead, he asked with an aloof expression, "Then, should I sleep with her to prove everything you said just now?"

The man glared at him. "Don't you dare? She's mine!"

He walked towards the pool, staring at the surface of the water that showed no reflection. His heart sank over the realisation. He turned around, looking at the little boy again.

"I can't even see my handsome face now!" He complained. He was on the brink of tearing up. He was whining for sympathy just like a pampered puppy!

The little boy gazed at him. "Don't worry master. You are still handsome and that I can't deny though you've been reduced into this state." He said, comforting the man.

Little Veen coughed softly. "I come to deliver news about a few special privileges that have been granted to you." He said, changing the topic of their conversation. He doesn't have enough energy to keep comforting his master who had mood swings.

"Special privileges granted to me?" The handsome man spoke in annoyance. He turned around and grunted. His robe fluttered as he moved.

He looked up to the sky. "Why now? Are they planning to make fun of me again?" He raised his fist to the sky as if challenging someone up there.

But then, he turned around and sat on one of the chairs on the balcony with both elbows on the table while cupping his jaws with his hands.

"Do tell me of this special privilege, my dear Little Veen." He smiled with sparkling eyes. His attitude changed in a blink of an eye.

Unbelievable!

Little Veen stood rooted at the place he stands. He can't believe that he had pledged his loyalty to this kind of airhead master.

Little Veen coughed softly. "Only two privileges have been granted to you." He spoke.

His master stiffened. “What?!”