Chapter 13

I stare at her for a second before replying. "Teach me,"

Peeing and stuff are annoying so having a spell to replace those things will be nice. Though I don't understand the part about it being embarrassing, that may just be a girl thing.

I once had a girlfriend in high school who I heard fart and she pretended I didn't exist for a few days afterwards. I dumped her afterwards for annoying me by ignoring me but still, sometimes certain girls aren't okay.

Iliana quickly taught me the spell before we ate together. After she led me to the basement for a surprise she had. "So I had time this morning and headed out and found a clear-sighted mortal, so we could explore the labyrinth in time."

I stare at her for a few seconds and the sleeping mortal in our basement. I felt proud of her at that moment. "You kidnapped someone,"

She vehemently denies this by shaking her head and hands. "No, no. I am just borrowing him for a certain period of time."

Poor girl is in denial. Sure I will let her keep her morals for a bit longer, warped as they may be. I show my fake understanding by just nodding and smiling. Just nod and smile and the problems will go away.

She humphed and pouted at my expression. "I hate you,"

"Really," I asked trembling, with tears pouring out of my eyes. Magic is fun, especially to irritate people. She panicked at the sight before registering it was all an illusion.

"I am messing with you Iliana, I know you love me. It is just a natural reaction to people who see me." I said ruffling her hair and putting on my best arrogant expression.

I am happy I told her about the labyrinth, the place was dangerous and while I was more experienced and powerful than my 11-year-old counterpart, I needed backup if I wanted to tackle this thing. What better backup than a powerful witch who isn't a glass cannon anymore

"I can't believe I like such an ass," I hear her mutter as I leave. Was that a confession, Nah it must have been the wind. I can put the facade of denseness on for a few more years, I have no interest in a 13-year-old girl. Not my taste.

"I will be scouting for any entrances into the maze near us and make sure to get someone to regularly feed the guy and take care of his other needs as well. I would rather not enter and smell that he shat himself," I said at the stairs of the basement. My nose wrinkles up in disgust at the thought

"Got it, no need to be so vulgar." She yelled from the basement.

I didn't have plans of invading the labyrinth yet. I just moved out of that claustrophobic camp and wish to relax for a while before.

I also need to get Iliana into a school, her knowledge of mundane subjects is lacking, since camp mostly focused on things that would keep you alive and I don't want to tutor her myself. I won't join myself since fuck school and I graduated from university already no need to do it again.

Then I can move on to the planning phase. For not only the labyrinth but also the op fleece that is just chilling in the sea of monsters.

You know what really frustrates me is the dozens of quests I did, I never even got an offer of godhood. But that's life, I guess, never that easy.

To make up for my ruined mood, I go back to making things come alive, because I think I can die happy knowing I created catgirls.

Iliana Pov:

Ezra recently put her in school. She first tried denying that request but he laughed at her when he questioned her about what algebra is and she replied she didn't know all that much about fashion, assuming it was some kind of bra.

School wasn't really funand some of the people were mean until she kicked their asses. She was almost expelled if it wasn't for magic, but it was worth it in her eyes

She didn't have any problem with her dyslexia since she just translated all her texts to Greek with a spell. She sighed in nostalgia because of a fond memory where Ezra was so excited when he discovered the spell.

It has been a month since they left camp and people there are probably presuming they died. She hasn't even told her mother yet but she didn't doubt her mother would know if she was dead or not.

When she arrived home from school, the sight of Ezra sitting on the couch greeted me.

"I spoke to your school and you have a family emergency. so you have the week off," He told me. "Do what you have to do today. Tomorrow we're exploring the labyrinth,"

"Finally I was getting tired of keeping the guy in the basement," She replied.

"Why? Bob hasn't been a bother." He replied.

"His name is James, I believe," She replied, causing him to shrug.

"I like Bob better, so he will remain, Bob," Just as he said, James appeared from his room in the basement. After getting put into school, Ezra decided to play ping pong or basketball with him since he was lonely without her.

"Hey, Ezra are we finally ready to go to this dungeon you talked about."

"Nah, tomorrow. So get yourself a good night's sleep, Bob," He replied.

"It's day," She replied to him.

"Yeah. My sleep schedule is all messed up. That is my bad. Still, it is important to get rest, you are vital to tomorrow's mission."

"I won't let you down sir." How does he get someone who we forcibly out in their basement to be so amiable? Probably some Aphrodite powers. "See he doesn't reject the name, Bob."

"It is a cool name," James interjects with a nod of the head. She sighed at them before getting ready, tomorrow will be a big day.

Doing a quest that is actually worthwhile. She was shocked too.

A/N: You can read ahead on patre,on/ DickMcJones. If you don't, you may be gay and hate your mom. Did my shitty attempt at emotional manipulation work? Please say it did. I like money