Chapter 17 - Is this a Sign? ( Edited)

"What's going on, Father?" Yssa BB inquires

"Oh, that," Alexion said.

There were awkward, long silences.

Mr. Orange had had enough of the awkward stares from his father and son.

"Your father has a new host." Mr. Orange stated, "He will be very busy in the coming days or years."

"Oh, that's normal, isn't it?" Yssa BB said.

"Well, that depends," Mr. Orange replied,

Yssa BB smirked. He guessed it could be risky or downright dangerous the tone His uncle Mr. Orange, looked at his silent father. 

But he didn't say it out loud because he didn't want to be an alarmist or jinx his own father.

Alexion notices the expression on his son's face. As a result, he is aware of his son's observation of something wrong going on.

Mr. Orange remarked, "This boy is sharp."

Alexion just stands there and acts like a rock.

But, for some reason, Yssa BB thought his father's expression was either too cold-blooded or too enraged.

"Why is father like this, he's clearly enrage but suppressing it," Yssa BB pondered.

"Don't ask, and it's better this way," Alexion replied.

He gave me a small wooden box (1 sqm cube) (a little large for Yssa BB size).

Yssa BB says, "..."

"I'm leaving right now," Alexion announced.

And he points to a book on the table that was missing when Yssa BB entered the study room.

Then he noticed a blink of an eye. Yssa BB is dazed as a result.

"Could you tell me what was going on, Uncle Orange?" Yssa inquired.

"Unfortunately, it was expected that your father would inform you of this. Dont ask about would override his rights in this matter." Mr. Orange's said.

With a sign, Yssa BB can assist in shaking his head.

"He's a tenacious anvil, isn't he?" Yssa BB stated

Mr. Orange advises Yssa BB and pats his shoulder, "Yes, he is, don't worry too much, he will be back after he wraps up things."

"I know father keeps secrets from me; I don't know why his pain and rage inside of him is like a fire, like a bomb that will explode with one click," Yssa BB said, his face sad.

"When did you realize?" Mr. Orange stated that he did not expect Yssa BB to correctly predict his father's emotional state.

In response, Yssa BB simply smiled. "You two are similar; ,my father and you were soaked in the blood of others."

"Hehe, you're too similar to her, to the point where it's frightening." Mr. Orange reply the smile. But he looks like someone who kills others for fun.

"What an interesting face you've got, their uncle," Yssa BB commented.

"Just open the box and read the book, it will help you, Take things slowly and think, so that you have fewer regrets, boy," Mr. Orange said before disappearing into the shadows in the study room's corner.

"Do these systems think I'm an idiot or something?" Yssa BB can't help but complain.

He understands that it is preferable not to know. They're doing everything they can to keep him from finding out.

It simply leaves a bitter aftertaste in his mouth. Knowing others helps keep a secret, but you don't know the specifics.

He frequently wishes to delve into his father's past and the disappearance of his father's wife.

He suspects it's not just a normal missing person case because there's deeper water beneath it.

He was correct in his prediction. He simply didn't know.

His only hope is that he will not regret not knowing anything in the future.

That, he knows, will be revealed in the future.

He wasn't sure if it was his talent or if he was just thinking too much.

Both in his past and in this life. He notices omens. Either way, it's either good or bad.

The only problem is that he always denies it until it's too late.

In a previous life, he had read a book about death. It was more about coming to terms with death.

It was intriguing and creepy, but someone he cares about died three days later.

When he was younger, he used to play tarot cards with his friends and classmates.

He was attempting to imitate a future reading he had seen on television.

He told one of his classmates that someone he knows will be involved in a car accident or something similar.

When he touched the one card, he had a strange thought that reminded him of a car accident, which is why he said that.

At the time, it was all about having fun and playing games. They are children.

Unfortunately, after a week,. His father's classmate was killed in a car accident.

He has been traumatized by playing with tarot cards since then.

The big question on his mind is whether it's all a coincidence or if he can read signs.

Or it was a big misunderstanding caused by his overactive imagination, or he never read the signs that came to him.