74 Taming The Mold

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[Day 45]

Today was the day… time to help her tame the mold.

Unlike other days, Benladann didn't wake up as cheerful… I know how she might feel, but this is for your best.

After we had breakfast, we were kind of ready…

"Ready?" I asked her.

"Hmm…" she muttered, nodding. She was glancing at the floor while being a bit concerned.

She's nervous.

I can see her hands trembling… Come on, I thought we got already through that…

No, I have to be more comprehensible. Alright, let's calm her down again.

"Don't worry, you're not alone here," I said.

Benladann stopped trembling, as she glanced at my eyes.

"Drake… Will you… stay at my side? Even if… Eve if… I become a bad girl?" she asked.

"Bad girl? What are you talking about?" I asked.

"Before we start training… there's something I need to tell you… Abut my powers- No, about the Mold…" said Benladann, sitting over my arm and hugging my shoulder.

It seems that she was opening a bit more…