[Daily Updates at 15:00 GMT+2] Becoming a Soul Artist was every kid's dream and goal in life. They would train hard since young and then join the Soul Academy to make their parents proud. When a mysterious teen walked up the stage to get tested during the yearly Selection, everyone assumed he had the same dream. They were wrong. He had much bigger goals and he bet with his life to achieve them. His name was Number One. —————— Check out my other novels too! Author's Insta -> instagram.com/piokilek Discord -> https://discord.gg/mFmYwyT
"Do you think your Master has already discovered that we know about his actions?" Nami questioned as soon as Baldy left the room. "It feels like he is covering his tracks."
"He must have figured out something or maybe already planned to destroy that Auction House. Either way, we need to act right away and there is no turning back anymore," Number One replied while returning to bed.
"You already pushed the ball so you can only keep it rolling. Just focus on your tasks, don't worry about me," Nami assured with a smile and found a comfortable place on his chest. "I will just rest and wait for you. Wake me up after you are done."
"Mhmm, you have worked hard," Number One nodded and embraced the blond beauty with his arms. He wasn't surprised that she fell asleep almost immediately.