I stared at the house in awe. The girls seemed to be surprised, too.
The front yard was now wider and looked more colorful with a garden of colorful flowers laid in front of the porch. The ground was also filled with green grasses that were freshly-mown and not the usual plain dry soil. Stone slabs in the shape of a circle were put underground - their surface visible above the ground. The stone slabs went from the entrance of the gate to the ladder before the doorstep. The walls were now high and thick.
The house was the most impressive thing in front of me. It was now bigger and wider in diameter. It was newly painted in grey and now had a third story (as in floor story). On the top was a well-lit terrace. I could see something shiny on the backyard through the glass windows, though I cannot take a look at it clearly. Maybe the windows were newly wiped.
“This is amazing!” Nami exclaimed. “The house is now bigger and cooler!”
“Third floor’s mine,” Saiko demanded as she opened the gate and ran inside with his bag.
“Hey!” Fritz shouted. “You can’t claim the whole floor!”
“I just did!” Saiko said as she ran.
Thyme, Fritz and Nami followed Saiko as she opened the door. Thyme, Fritz and Nami followed Saiko as she opened the door and went inside.
“Hey, Shiro,” Midorima called. “Let’s go”
I was still staring at the whole house. Midorima had to nudge me three times before I realized I wasn’t blinking.
“I-Is this really our house?” I stammered.
“Yes, Shiro. We’re on the right address. Look…” Nami said and pointed at the white engraving on the gate. The words “Mamoru Residence” was embed on the mailbox located on the middle of the gate along with our address.
Saiko opened the door and her head appeared. “Yow, Shiro-kun. You need to see this!”
Midorima and I went inside to see the whole place looking better than how it looks outside. The living room was sparkling like someone put some vegetable oil in the whole place. A chandelier was hanging on the ceiling filling the room with bright light. The couches were still there as well as the TV. Actually, besides the chandelier and the new colors on the walls, nothing changed in the living room.
“You should take a look at the backyard!” Saiko said as she slid the glass door open leading to the backyard.
I followed her and I can’t believe what I was seeing. There was now a pool on our backyard. Three people were pulling a giant stone from under the pool with a sign of the letter E.
“Epsilon, like the letter in Greek, right?” I asked.
“Yeah, this is. Very hard to remove, too,” a man with gloves in his hands said. “Took us a whole hour to track and suspend, though…” He looked at a man who behind him.
The man was holding his own hand, and when I say he was holding his own hand, I mean his hand, literally. He was holding his right arm on his left hand and someone kept on putting some potions on his now armless shoulder. I could see its internal structure now; his bones, his muscles, everything that his arm composes was now in front of my eyes.
“How is that happening?” I asked the man.
“This?” the armless man said and raised his arm. “This is nothing. It’s just an effect of the protection stone. Luckily, it was an Epsilon or else, I’d have my head floating for a whole hour.”
I tried not to think of someone’s head flying on the air like it was a balloon accidentally removed from a kid’s hand. How people would react when they see a floating head, I don’t know and I really don’t want to.
He put his arm back on its original location as if it was a broken toy arm and the potions were super glue. “See? Just a minor scratch, that’s all.”
How that would be a “minor scratch”, I have no idea. From the looks of it, having your arm removed and restored in an hour isn’t just a simple injury.
“Don’t worry, Shiro. That guy’s a trained professional,” Saiko said.
The people looked at me. “You’re Shiro? Like the actual Shiro?”
“Yes,” Midorima answered for me.
The man with gloves suddenly turned around and shouted to the people who pulled the stone. “Hey! Can you move it faster? Come on, double time,” he said. Maybe he’s the manager.
“Come on, Shiro. You still got to see the see the second floor and the third. Plus, there’s the terrace above,” Nami said and urged me to go upward.
We left the pool and went upstairs. It was much cooler than downstairs. There were three rooms on the left and another three on the right. Symmetrical crystal spikes were on the ceiling and filled the whole floor with warm yellow light. I am not sure if they were real or just light bulbs shaped like sharp crystals but they radiated mana throughout my body as I walked under them.
The others followed and looked at the whole floor.
“Should we see our rooms now?” Nami asked.
“I think we really should!” Saiko said and went to the second room on the right. The others rushed to theirs excitedly.
I went inside my room and tried not to shout in surprise. It was much bigger now than the previous one. A transparent crystal sphere was stuck to the ceiling. It lit to life as I turned the switch on – making the whole room clearer.
Pictures of my favorite anime characters, books and singers were posted on the wall facing my bed. I also had a new personal computer laid in the corner. My bed was wider, probably king-size, with fluffy pillows. However, what caught my eye was the mini-library beside my PC. It was filled with a lot of books I swear it’ll make me stay inside my room much longer now. Alice in Wonderland, Wizard of Oz and other books laid on the mini-library – books that I was saving my money for.
I put my bag on my bed as I looked at the whole room. I laid on the bed and looked at the ceiling. I wondered for a while. Why did the Figures below recognize me? Am I really the one mentioned in the prophecy? No, the real question was Can I live a normal life again?