Knock.

In the midst of his training, a knocking sound broke through the silence.

"Is it her?" Lucien stood up and peered through the peephole, but found no one.

For a second, he wondered if it was someone else who had come to steal from him and was ready to conjure the nail gun until she stepped into view.

It’s her.

Only then did he realize that he was about to summon the nail gun on instinct when his fighting prowess far surpassed that of ordinary humans.

Opening the door, he finally saw her. The woman was so beautiful that she could captivate anyone with a single glance.

With eyes so dark that they seemed to pull people in, and bright blue hair that flowed naturally down to her waist, her sharp facial features worked all together in harmony to create a striking face.

Not to mention her hourglass-shaped figure.

Lucien alone wasn’t the only one who paused when their eyes met. For she too was stunned and thought whether she had gotten the wrong flat.

He is Lucien?

She had seen him a couple of times and even knew his name, thanks to the gossip of the ladies but hadn’t talked to him personally.

Yet the image she had in mind was completely different from the person who stood before her.

A man who could put top A-tier models to shame was standing right before her.

Silver-white hair tied in a ponytail and his lean frame made her heart skip a beat.

"Ahem." Lucien broke the silence and allowed her to step inside, and closed the door behind her.

His handsome face and lean body weren’t the only things she had noticed.

His clothes didn’t seem to have a single stain on them, and now looking around the house, she also noticed his excessive use of electricity, the empty plates and bowls placed on the dining table.

He’s wasting so many supplies.

But she didn’t dare voice her thoughts, not when her survival depended on him.

"I figure you might be hungry, there’s food inside the refrigerator. And take a bath if you want to." He had noticed her dirty and unwashed clothes the same way she had noticed his, hence he gave the suggestion.

Evelyn nodded weakly, took out the cooked meal, and started to eat in a slight hurry.

Her actions told him far more than words could about her hunger, so he let her enjoy the meal.

And he went to his bedroom and closed the door.

It was time to resume his training.

After having her fill, she washed herself and changed into a new set of clothes from her backpack.

What now?

She gulped as she didn’t know what to do.

Should she knock on his door or sit quietly? 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Shaking her head repeatedly, she forced herself not to think of running away now that he had given her food and a place to stay.

Besides, I was already prepared for it.

Clenching her fists, she knocked on his door and asked with hesitation.

"C-can I come in?"

Being disturbed once more when he was repeatedly failing to perfect his control over the bottle, he turned her down in irritation.

"There is another room. Just go and sleep there." With that, he turned his attention back to his training.

The answer was unlike anything she had ever expected, making her stunned for a couple of seconds before even reacting to it.

He rejected me?

Wait. Opening her phone, she checked the message log and sure enough, there was nothing mentioned about sleeping together directly.

"Was I overthinking it all this time?" Mumbling to herself, she lifted her bag and went to the other room.

From now on, this was her place.

But I didn’t see more than a couple of sealed portions of chicken in the refrigerator. Does he only have this much food?

The thought crossed her mind, yet she shook her head and used her phone to pass the time.

Meanwhile, Lucien had already gone numb from his training.

Damn it. Who would have thought just an hour of practice would leave me mentally exhausted?

Still, he was satisfied with his progress as now he could easily control a filled water bottle with a thought.

The speed of it was still not fast enough to cause damage, especially to awakeners.

Though achieving this much in under an hour was still very fast.

"Guess I didn’t get a B-rank talent for nothing."

Now that I can protect myself, I should start checking on him.

He pulled out his phone, went to the members list, and found the IDs of Andrew and Mark quickly.

Opening the DMs, he sent a message to both of them.

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[Dead_Weight]: This is me, Lucien. I am ready to provide ten portions of sealed food, enough to last a normal person for half a month if used sparingly.

All you have to do is find some details about Aiden, which floor is he on, or if he is doing something that seems suspicious.

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He even sent the same picture he had sent to Evelyn as proof.

Now he could only wait.

Sure, he could go and kill Aiden right now but why should he?

As long as it doesn’t concern me, I don’t care what he does.

His mentality had changed after experiencing the feeling of despair and helplessness in the past.

If he lets some hero inside him rise again to fight for justice, others will just assume his actions to be his duty and will proceed to use him as a shield.

"But as far as I know him, he won’t let me live in peace. So gathering information is necessary."

With that, his plan was put into action.