Chapter 55:18 hours

Opening his eyes, Adryan found that his room was already quite dark and was being illuminated by the red moon that hung high in the sky.

'How long did I sleep?' scratching his eyes, he reached over to his nightstand and grabbed Hangover Time, opening his pocket watch, the redhead saw the time.

'2:20 a.m.? I haven't slept so much in a while,' thought the redhead as he closed the watch and placed it in his pocket.

Getting up from his bed, Adryan put on his boots and headed for the kitchen.

Grabbing some eggs, meat, onion, carrot and tomato, the redhead also grabbed a medium pot.

Washing the vegetables and meat, Adryan began to cut the meat into medium pieces, then he filled the pot with water and placed the pieces of meat inside.

Opening the gas and forming a flame of fire on his finger, he lit the grill and began to cook the meat at a medium temperature, done that, he covered the pot.

Meanwhile he poured salt and pepper into the pot, after 20 minutes he cut the onion, carrot and tomato into strips and threw them into the pot and covered it again.

After another 10 minutes he reopened the pot and smelling the food he nodded, grabbing three eggs he broke them with the edge of the pot and let the yellow and white fall in and done that he covered the pot again and sat down to wait while he took a sip from his metal bottle.

"It should be ready by now..." Adryan said softly and taking Hangover Time out of his pocket he opened the watch and seeing that another 20 minutes had already passed he flicked his wrist closing the watch and turning off the fire on the grill.

Placing the Hangover Time in his pocket again this time the redhead didn't need to pretend anymore and simply grabbed the pot that was very hot and brought it to the table and placed it on a tablecloth.

Upon becoming a Pyromaniac, his body's resistance to any damage from fire had increased considerably, to the point of being able to touch a hot pot without its heat hurting him.

The only reason he had used rags before was to keep up appearances but he no longer felt watched and was finally able to use his abilities.

'Looks like the Nighthawks have finally left me alone, they took their time for a full 2 ​​weeks, you'd think they had better things to do,' Adryan insulted calmly as he walked back into the kitchen and opening another cabinet he pulled out a bowl with a spoon and a ladle.

Placing the bowl next to the pot, he removed the cover and the smoke from the food hit him in the face, taking a deep breath and he nodded happily.

"Just like Mamaela" he said lovingly and grabbing the ladle he scooped up the soup he had prepared along with the hard-boiled egg that had been cooked using the soup itself.

Sitting down and using the spoon, Adryan began to eat calmly while feeling the softness of the meat and couldn't help but nod.

'Even now Mamaela's tips can be used for cooking,next time I'm going to make Poroto a la Manteca' he thought happily as he continued eating.

Mamaela was the nickname that he and his brother had given their grandmother when they were children and from then on they called her that.

His parents when they were babies were in great debt and they had to spend all day working to pay it off, that did not leave them with time to take care of him and Cruyff so Mamaela was the one who raised them for a large part of their childhood.

This made her like their second mom and when their parents were finally able to pay off the debt that love never went away.

She had taught them both many things, thanks to her, Adryan knew how to cook so well.

Unfortunately, she had passed away in October 2018 at the age of 63, but the redhead still remembered her with love.

And right now he had prepared one of her star dishes, called Caldo de Bife.

Smiling for the nice memories, Adryan continued to eat calmly until the pot ran out.

....

Having washed everything he used in the day, Adryan was now in the living room and was seriously looking at the red moon while in his right hand was Hangover Time.

'It's today...' Adryan thought seriously as he opened the pocket watch and closed it again.

'Zhou should fall around 00:00 a.m. and 02:00 a.m. on Monday...' he thought as he repeated the same action with the pocket watch with his red eyes reflecting the red light of the moon.

Opening Hangover Time once again, the redhead saw that it marked 4:00 a.m. He just closed his eyes slightly and closed the pocket watch again.

'In 18 hours the wheels of fate and history are going to start rolling and no one will be able to stop it,' Adryan thought seriously as he placed the Hangover Time in his pocket and took out the metal bottle and drank a sip.

Feeling the aftertaste that the wine had left in his mouth, Adryan shook his head as he rested his head on his right hand.

'It's not necessary to drink so much wine to satisfy Hangover Time, surely Mr. Grievius was only using the excuse of the negative effect to drink so much' Adryan thought with a small smile.

But this smile didn't last long and the redhead had that serious face again as he watched the red moon through the window...